Black Sunday Part. II

I have not posted this past week due to a series of unfortunate events.

1. I was sick

2. There was another ant invasion/massacre (more on this later)

I got sick because i slept in the back seat of a car, because I was stranded at a boring party and I was like, this is lame, and i’d rather sleep in a freezing car then put up with more of this douchey lameness.  So i did, and then i got sick.  I went to work the next day and spent the day making kleenex fortresses around my desk from the amount of times i had to blow my nose, and my co-workers now hate me because my pathogens got everywhere and i’m quite certain they are shaking their fists right now as they’re blowing their noses.

Once i got my sense of smell back, I figured I’d celebrate with some candy.  My candy of choice are those sour coke bottle gummies.  So I bought a bag, and i brought it to work.

Usually, I could have eaten the entire bag in one sitting, but i was like, you know, maybe i should try out this thing called moderation.  I hear it’s good for your health.  So i eat half, and leave the rest for the next day.  Except i forgot about the ant thing, because they made or rather, i made them quite scarce after the Black Sunday massacre that I had completely forgotten about their wily, sugar-stealing ways.   So needless to say, I came in the next morning, not to find a bag of coke candies, but a bag of coke candies sprinkled with ants which in Mexico is probably a popular kind of snack product, but i was like, i’ll pass.  So there was some massacring, but this was kind of half-ass because i was still mildy sick, so to paint the picture more accurately i’d say it was more of a multiple-homicide.

But then the next day, i was working and i saw an ant that was like humongous, and I mean HUMONGOUS.  It was at least like 10 times the size of a regular ant, and i was like crap, the ants are getting mafioso on me,  like this is totally the ant thug that shows up at your door and leaves only once your jaw and legs are broken.   So i played it chill.  You don’t want to anger the thug, just wait patiently for it to leave because its really not here to you know, pop a cap in your ass, but just to rough you up a bit.

Alas, there was no Giant vs. Giant Ant showdown to speak of.  I wasn’t going to mess with that one cuz it was a monday, and i wasn’t in full form, not that i so could have kicked his ass, but you don’t want to start the week with death showdowns, that’s more of a friday-to-sunday kind of affair.