What would happen if ants were to attack a can of red bull?
I mean, we’ve seen them take a go at anything that’s remotely sweet. But, red bull?
Think about the amount of random high-energy-producing-bull-related-things it has (Taurine) which makes you stay up! Would the ants get high? Or become super-ants!!! Invincible little things? Scary thought. Imagine ants taking over planet earth!!
Enough drama.
Half of them were dead out of consumption of the damned drink.
I NEVER clean up my room. This gives ample opportunity for me to try out such disgusting experiments. Also, this makes my room extra smelly. AND REPULSIVE.
Let me describe my room for you.
It’s the cubicle on to the right of the “room”. My co-residents are bda and mga. Both innocent little things stuck with this evil criminal master mind, who wishes to take over the world with an ant army fed with red bull (muhahahaha). Coming back to where I was… my room. The first thing that strikes you would be the curtains. Navy blue curtains with ugly stripes of white. They are not so impressive. You can also see a lot of clips on them to ensure complete privacy. C’mon, who wants to be seen while they are making plans to send an ant army to Bush’s bed room?
Ok, so as you enter the room you can see more blue. A Blue bed spread, a blue window curtain, blue pillow covers, 2 blue carpets, blue quilt, blue towel etc. You’d think I’m obsessed with blue. Actually I’m not.
So the cubicle is usually cluttered with a zillion bags which comprise of clothes, old and new, dirty and clean. They also have an assortment of other things – such as chips, apples, books, spiral bound ones with my mother’s scrawl, hair dryers, under-wears which have little or no elasticity, strange looking shampoo bottles, towels, socks and many other such things. There are a million other things under my bed – suit cases, buckets, bags with trash, dust bins with trash. And no, I don’t believe in cleaning up the mess. Its all mine! I made it! You expect me to destroy my divine creation! How dare you!
I even have pet lizards which sneak into the sneaky hole near the window. You can see that brown tail disappear especially when you have heard something suspicious.
These guys love my room man. The only thing absent would probably be the rats and maybe bandicoots. I really don’t think my room mates would really cherish the presence of these merry animals. Oh well, I should probably be happy with the red-bull-high ants and the lizards. Finally, like a fine lady once said, “You must connect with naaturrr”
(Heaves a content sigh)
