If I had to hear that idiotic ring tone one

If I had to hear that idiotic ring tone one more time, I was going to shove the stupid phone down her throat. I'd managed to avoid every episode of Glee, but here it was, right in

the middle of the company break room. I was on my lunch break, and there was nowhere else I was allowed to eat... As much as I hated it, I knew I would have to watch the show.

I groaned inwardly as it started the way all episodes of Semi-Charmed Squirrel did: with a screechy, off-key cover of "Take On Me" played over the title credits. A coworker of mine

commented on how much he didn't like the song. He decided to get some chocolate milk from the kitchen.

"G'day mate." The rabbit said to him, taking a puff of the cigar. "I s'pose you're looking for the milk.

"Nah mate," he cried in anguish, "me flippin' leg's come off!" "Fancy that, eh." Said the rabbit in a stoned sort of way. "Got any Milo?" he added, as he turned to

the twelve-story fire ant which was now threatening his grandmother with reruns of sanford and sonm a show she was not particularly fond of the first time around. "I'll save you!"

He ducked under the gargantuan insect legs and grabbed the remote. He deftly switched from TV Land to the History Channel. "There Grandma, American Pickers!" The giant ant stormed

away, sufficiently chastised. The crisis was averted today, but he knew that ant had a lot of friends, and one day they would be back around, worse than before.