Disgraceful Options

Richard exits his car and enters his house before crumbling down on the couch, exhausted and frustrated at how short and terrible the day went.

His hand suddenly fly to his nose. "What's that terrible smell?" He gets up from the chair and walks around, trying to sniff out where the smell is coming from. "Gosh, this is so bad. What is this?!" He grumbles to himself, dropping his hands and taking all the smell in after getting tired of breathing with his mouth.

He suddenly stops short, his eyes widening in fear. "What the fuck is that?!" He asks no one in particular as his hands fly to his nose once again. He uses a stick to pry open the black trash bag. As soon as it opens, the contents spill out in massive numbers.

Richard jumps back, screaming and flinging the rod away from him. "ANTS! ANTS! HELP ME!" He screams repeatedly as he runs into his room and slams the door behind him.

Out of the trash bag, thousand and thousands of small sugar ants and different kinds of ants spill out of t