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Don't tread on an ant he's done nothing to you There might come a day when he's treading on you Don't tread on an ant you'll end up black and blue You cut off his head legs come looking for you, Reformed ant-bully
They all just look like ants from up here.
24 Monday Aug 2015
Esme's Cloud 
Ants understand the spoken word perfectly well you know; if they come into your house you can politely ask them to leave and they will ere long. Not a lot of people know that.
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Are you getting ‘ants’ and ‘Aunts’ mixed up by any chance Hariod?
sonmichortlinguponthecloud
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Oh, yes, I may be.
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so simple, so perfect 🙂
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I thought you’d like it jess winks. It is just that.
sonmitheantfriendupontheCloud
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Ants are a wonderful inspiration; especially in regards to working together.
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nodding in agreement – “It is only when you watch the dense mass of thousands of ants, crowded together around the Hill, blackening the ground, that you begin to see the whole beast, and now you observe it thinking, planning, calculating. It is an intelligence, a kind of live computer, with crawling bits for its wits.” – Lewis Thomas
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Z. started barking when I played the video… She thought cars were driven up to the house, LOL.
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laughs – better than having giant ants driving them!
sonmiupontheCloud
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Definitely 🙂
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I don’t laugh aloud about too many things. Nor did I this. No, that’s not true. I did laugh aloud, all three times I watched it. But keep that under your hat, I’ve a reputation to maintain, you know.
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“I don’t laugh aloud about too many things” – sonmi makes a note to work harder
I’m glad to have you chuckling aloud Peter. I did the same, but fear not, your reputation is safe with sonmi, and shall remain without tatters. stuffs it under the giant pan she is wearing upon her head.
Probably. winks
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I love the police ant. Moving no faster than the rest, just scurrying across the scene as if all is well. Like the last clown to leave the stage. Off in its own little world, completely oblivious to the sirens playing from the skies above… Clearly deep in thought and on a mission… I think that was actually an electrical engineer, not a police officer. Poor fellow was miscast.
Michael
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He did audition for the role of electrical engineer, but his obsession with lighting fires put paid to that when he was caught setting alight a patch of grass at the side of the road during rehearsals, singing “Burn baby burn, Disco Inferno”.
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