Tuesday, May 26, 2009

little ones

I've come to compromising terms with the ants in the kitchen. As long as you get out of my sight, you're safe to carry your dead cockroach with you to somewhere else to devour other than my goods storage department and room. Oh and my toiletries basket. Yes, and the shoe rack.

They squeak an almost inaudible 'thank you'.

You're welcome.

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kristine said...

i like how you put this. :-)