F*ckin Fritter

January 21, 2011

I must really like Mike and Robyn, I volunteered to drive them to the airport at 6AM this morning and even picked up a box of pastries for the ride.

I brought what was left of the box into my office and placed it next to my desk.  A few hours later I broke off a piece of apple fritter and called it dinner.   I had at least three solid swallows before deciding that the stale sticky sweet  just wasn’t going to cut it.

The thought of visually inspecting my food had not occurred to me, I wish it had.  When I opened the box this is what I saw

In fairness, I snapped this shot a good 30 minutes after my horrifying discovery and in that time a good number of these ants must have fled, I swear there were more.


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