We were sat under the umbrella on the patio, drinking cold beer and listening to the hum of the a summers day and the chatter of the women about the grandchildren, and the new recipes, the other side of patio, when after quite along lull in the conversation Jacques my Belgium friend said, completely out of the blue, " Do ants fart". As you can imagine there was quite long silence, until Roland our french friend said, "If they do, it must hurt if you are Fire ant"

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I can't do great things, so I do little things with love.