My wife hates ants.
I don't know how much they have cost me.
I've never given them much thought, I figured they were cleaning out the food crumbs my borders were scattering round the kitchen when the ate their pizza pockets.
My house mate, Rigged up a battery and was zapping the ants that wandered onto the metal sink in the kitchen.
I told him It was OK for him to play Thor with the ants, but I didn't want him getting out his mini-giant Costco hand held light house beacon and playing Ra the Egyptian sun god.
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