Today's OneWord: Ants
"The ants went marching one by one, hoorah, hoorah!"
"Griffith! That's not a nice song to sing while the ants are going straight toward the boric acid!"
Griffith wrinkled his pug nose and shrugged. "Well, you're the one who thought about poisoning them in the first place."
His sister, Lindsay, sighed. The whole bathroom had been infested with the buggers for a week, and the spray hadn't worked. She felt that she had to go to the extreme.
"Griffith! That's not a nice song to sing while the ants are going straight toward the boric acid!"
Griffith wrinkled his pug nose and shrugged. "Well, you're the one who thought about poisoning them in the first place."
His sister, Lindsay, sighed. The whole bathroom had been infested with the buggers for a week, and the spray hadn't worked. She felt that she had to go to the extreme.
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