Sunday, May 15, 2011

We hates them forever...

... not the Hobbits. The bugs. Specifically the big ones that scuttle about and spread disease and make certain individuals abandon their personal quarters due to insectoid infestation.

My little brother has a rather large dresser in our room. It has six drawers, three on each side. The drawers do not sit directly on the floor. Instead, there is a small trim piece that is about three inches high. This trim area is hollow, and thus creates a nifty hiding spot for objects of varying sizes. Normally, the dresser sits against the wall, but recently I moved it out to see if any little LEGO pieces had fallen back behind it, as they are wont to do.

The dresser is far too heavy to pick up and move both sides away from the wall, so I tend to move just one side, pivoting it against the wall in a manner reminiscent of opening a pair of scissors. Once I had done this and cleared away all the dust, I observed a small object on the far end, where I couldn't reach it. Rats. I asked for my brother's toy extendable claw, but couldn't reach it even with that. I then moved the dresser a little farther out, so the object could be more clearly perceived. One side was very geometric, like a cube. The other side, more disturbingly, had legs. 

With some trepidation, I used the claw to poke the object to see if it was alive. It appeared to be quite dead. Heartened by this result, I grabbed the object (from a safe distance, of course) and pulled it out.

It was a giant ant.

From a LEGO Indiana Jones set.

Made of plastic.

Urgh... why do I think of Shakespeare?

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