Last year right on Daylight Savings the ants showed up. Like they were taking their cue from the Great Ant conductor in the sky. Sometime last week I started making preparations, so I might be able to head them off at the pass this year. At every entry point, I laid out a mixture of cornmeal and borax, while sending them strong  telepathic   messages   not    to   come   at    all   !

ha haaaaa!

do    not    come

go    eat     somewhere     else      please      !

so far…no ants!  TT__HH___AAA__NN__KK__YYYY__OO__UUUUUUUU   !!!!!  Ants…and uncles…