Ants

There are ants in my apartment.
Big ones and little ones.
The little ones like hanging out in the bathroom, and the big ones enjoy spending time in the kitchen.
I don't discriminate, I kill both.
The other day I opened my cabinet and found an ant crawling around. I took out a tissue and crushed it. Afterwards I moved around a few items to make sure there weren't more lurking around. But there were. Around 30 ants were hanging out-chilling, and once they realized I was there they scurried off and hid among various boxes and cans.
I was disgusted, but still went about the arduous task of murder.

Ant after ant was smushed with my tissue of death. It took about twenty minutes to accomplish.

I wanted to feel relief from my hard work, but the ants kept coming back.

...I think that I might need to take out the garbage, or maybe do the dishes.