Insect Armageddon

Unlike most people i like being in university. I've had fun with every aspect of med school; classes, friends, holidays, ants etc. Ants we're actually an important part of my med school experience. My first year we had an ant infestation at the student complex. There were like thousands of ants, we could have called an exterminator but you don't call for backup after you've declared war. Those ants were free entertainment and they had marched into a house of death. I used to lure them onto the kitchen counter with maple syrup making them think its a sign of peace and they were horribly mistaken. When the ants gathered in my home-made sugary booby-trap i'd get a can of deodorant and a lighter and throw flames at them. I'd leave a few alive and watch them walk back into the wall and pretend they were sending a message back to their queen. When my roommate complained about excessive violence i came up with a way to torture ants psychologically without hurting them. I'd take one ant and put him in a plastic container full of sugar and seal him in. It'd be his worst nightmare. I'd watch him walk around slowly losing his tiny mind; all the sugar he could ever want, but nowhere to take it! After an hour i'd take him out and throw him back into the ant hill and laugh some more coz in my mind, his ant family are gonna have questions he can't answer like where's the sugar that they smell on him.

Moral of the story: Don't call a professional to fix a problem you can have fun with.