So, I remember when I was turning 4, I had like, 3 slices of cake. And I was a VERY. SLOPPY. EATER! So, by the time the birthday party was over, I had a whole bunch of frosting and cake ALL around my mouth. My mom and older sister told me to wash it off, but I said, and I remember this perfectly, "No! I'm gonna have this cake on me forever so I can remember this day forever!" And of course, I went to bed with a mess of cake on my face! And when I woke up that morning, guess what...?
THERE WAS ANTS ALL OVER MY FACE!
I started screaming and crying, running all over the house, slapping the ants off my face.
Geez! Now when I get cake on my face, I IMMEDIATELY wipe it off!
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