No fun having pesky ants as roommates

Bad juju


Most normal people have roommates. I have rue-mates. They arrived without a stitch of luggage or a dollar in their pockets to pay their share of the rent.

They are ants. I’ve been housesitting my friend’s lovely home in Thousand Oaks. All was going well until the mercury soared.

The current scorecard is: Human, zero and going loco; ants, 263,794 and having a blast. And that’s after I managed to annihilate at least 48,741 of them in the first wave of the invasion.

What is so impossib...

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