Tuesday, August 16, 2011
Thursday, August 11, 2011
the story about the ant.
 I was playing outside, because I like outside.
 ...and so does my crack.
Happy as a clam out there. Nothing beats a little dirt and some sun.
I saw these ants crawling on the wall.
It got on my finger, and I'll tell you right now, I am not a huge fan of ants.
So, I squished him.
 The end.
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