I also got a wicked burn, but only on my left shoulder blade...

So I ate ants, and then disappeared. I also dropped a small ceramic bowl on my "index" or "pointer" toe. At my party. Actually, before the party. (read: sober). Muthafucka swelled like a bitch and bruised a royal shade of purple. 'My driving foot!' I exclaimed. And because I would be the type of person to have a bad leg, well, it was my bad leg. (she finished, lamely). Let's quit this narration and get back to the music. But then I got really sick. I'm a medical marvel, managing to contract both strep throat and the flu at once. I blame the ants, compromising my immune system.