I was sitting outside at home recently when I noticed a few ants had gathered on the patio furniture, milling about, discussing some ant-related matter. There were about 5 of them just chillin' and chattin'.
It was at this precise moment that I briskly stood up and hovered directly above them menacingly, and I do believe I even growled a bit. See, I wondered if I'd get any reaction whatsoever from the tiny creatures as they went about their business. From there perspective, I would think that I'd be seen as a horrifying giant mutant that has just invaded their little world.
But, I got nothing. They didn't look up or shrink in fear or run. They completely ignored me, which either means they didn't see me, or they just don't give a fuck. Either way, the ants just carried on with their lives despite a potentially murderous presence.
I like their attitude.
It was at this precise moment that I briskly stood up and hovered directly above them menacingly, and I do believe I even growled a bit. See, I wondered if I'd get any reaction whatsoever from the tiny creatures as they went about their business. From there perspective, I would think that I'd be seen as a horrifying giant mutant that has just invaded their little world.
But, I got nothing. They didn't look up or shrink in fear or run. They completely ignored me, which either means they didn't see me, or they just don't give a fuck. Either way, the ants just carried on with their lives despite a potentially murderous presence.
I like their attitude.
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