"PLNI_Willy_Fly watched an ant climb a blade of grass this morning. When he reached the top, his weight bent the blade down to the ground. Then, twisting his thorax with insectile precision, he grabbed hold of the next blade. In this manner, he traveled across the lawn, covering as much distance vertically as he did horizontally, which amused and delighted P_Willy_Fly.....
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And then, all at once, P_Willy had what is sometimes called an "epiphany", a moment of heightened awareness in which everything becomes clear. Yes, hunched over that ant on his hands and knees, P_Willy_Fly suddenly knew what He had to do... To stop drinking white russians before noon." |
