I use to watch these big red and black ants fight each other all damn day. In the evening they would stop fighting and carry off the dead. They had two huge ant hills about 20ft from one another. I would set on a fence and watch with my bb gun. I took turns on who's side I was on.
That was back when kids played outside and had imaginations.
I was living in the mountains of California at the time. Same place I had the pet deer that hated my sister .
That was back when kids played outside and had imaginations.
I was living in the mountains of California at the time. Same place I had the pet deer that hated my sister .
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