Anthills of the Savannah.... EXCEPT there are no anthills and no savannah.. JUST ANTS

So im hungry. The natural insticnt of one who is hungry is to go find food right? So thats what i do. I go to the kitchen and find something to eat. AHHHH There is half a french loaf left! YAY!!!!!!! i get to make pizza halves which taste wonderful when made with french loaf. With these thoughts in mind my mouth already watering at the thought of my tasty treat, i take the loaf( WHICH IS STILL WRAPPED IN ITS PACKET) to the chopping board to cut myself some slices.

I Unwrap the covering... i remove the loaf from the packet... and LO BEHOLD there are ZILLIONS of PESKY little black thingy's crawling all over MY BREAD/ But for the fact that today is tuesday and i am therefore vegetarian, i would have roasted those suckers and EATEN the bread.. after all ants are jsut extra protein right (JOKE)

SO with tears in my eyes(heart) i listen to mummy dearest and do some SEVA.. feed to loaf to the birds.... and then comes along the biggest, greediest,fattest bird of all. Its a brown, four legged, exceedingly handsome( extreme biasness on my part), overweight, fluffy brown bird. Who then proceeds to BARK aat me and ask for some of what would have been MY bread. I look pityingly at the poor soul,(uncle Rocky) and give him a hunk of bread. He takes it oh so joyfully and runs of to the couch,plonks himsle fon the couch and enjoys what is now HIS tantalizing morsel. SIGH. Thinking the poor dog is hungry I walk to the couch and give him another piece. The greedy one sniffs at it and truns his face away. HE ONLY WANTED THE BREAD CAUSE I WAS GIVING IT TO THE BIRDS!!!!!!!!!!!!!! CAN ANYONE GET MORE SPOILED?????????? HAAIH.

So that was the end of my hunger craving, and as i now sit here typing it out i ignore the growls of hunger(and greed) that my tummy is emmiting, and say,... its better for my figure. EVEN THOUGH there are now ants crawling on me having me as their meal.

that is all