Today, less than 24 hours later, I opened the mailbox to find the colony had again rebuilt itself overnight, bigger and stronger than before. All 10,000 ants turned to look at me and then flipped me the bird.
Jay suggested we use some poison. It makes me feel a little evil, but, yeah, it needs to be done.
|Poison will put them to sleep. Sleeeeeeep. Now they'll sleeeeep.|
I bet we get zero trick-or-treaters this year.