Thursday, May 7, 2009

It Was Epicdary...

The day was sunny and the clouds were nowhere to be seen, I remember I looked up towards the sky and felt the cool breeze embraced my skin like a lover. I then heard my friend Caleb come from my peripheral vision and says: “You want to go exploring?” I then turn happy but disrupted from the paradise that I felt before, I nodded as we took off into the forest that was on his property at his house. I remember we had a fort we made out of wood and we made a machine gun turret out of a stick and a cable dish. We pretended that we were superheroes as we ended our base to fight the invisible bad guys. The trees around us seemed like they just continued forever into space and the bad guys kept on coming in infinite hordes. Then suddenly we saw something that caught our attention, the ground was moving! We saw it and were captivated by this bizarre sight, we had to tell someone. So in excitement we ran into Caleb’s home yelling “THE GROUND IS MOVING OUTSIDE!!” Mari, Caleb’s mom answered by saying “What are you talking about?” So we decided to show her to convince her what we were saying was true. But as we came to the location she had a kind of different reaction than what we expected. “They’re an army of ants.” She said laughing at us then walking back towards the house. We looked at each other for a second then the light bulb come on above our heads and the truth became so evident. And the truth obviously was that the ants were the problem and we needed to exterminate them, there must have been a bizzillion of them and they were eating two rabbits. We decided we must try to save the rabbits or at least get them back for killing the rabbits so we got some fireworks inside the house and lit them up and watched as the ants suffered from intense firecracker burns. They flew in all directions in burning little fireballs from the sky as we laughed so hard it felt like the firecrackers were in our stomachs. We figured that wasn’t enough for our entertainment so we lit them on fire with WD-40 and a lighter, mind you we were only 11 years old but to this day we remember the slaughtering of the bizzillion ants like it was yesterday. And not one ant survived that day, we got them all, and it was epicdary.