[Espy]

So, uh, storytime.

Several years (maybe a decade?) ago, I went to Taiwan, and was at my grandparents' house, upstairs, messing around on my laptop. Tore open a pack of ramen crackers and started snacking.

Many minutes later, I grabbed my nth cracker, then actually *looked* at the bag for some reason.

...Dropped the cracker, nearly screamed. The bag was, uh. Swarming with ants. The desk had ants. The ground had ants. I don't know where they came from.

...To this day, I still don't know if I ate any ants.

EDIT: I have another ant-related story, but I need to sleep since I just had a dizzy spell halfway through typing that. Fun shit and all.