The sorry tale of Michael and the picnic.

Michael went on a picnic with some friends. He spilled soft drink on his pants. Soon some large black ants were attracted by the sweet drink. Michael jumped up in a frenzy. He had ants in his pants Luckily there was a pond in the park. It was only shallow but Michael jumped in. Anything to stop those biting ants! He carefully took his pants off under the water. All his friends were laughing on the edge of the pond, and even Michael could see how funny it was now the ants had stopped biting him. But now he was stuck in the pond with no pants except the soggy wet ant filled shorts and underpants he held in his hand. What was he to do?

Someone came to the edge of the pond with a picnic blanket and held it out for him. Gratefully, Michael took the rug and discreetly wrapped it round himself as he climbed out of the pond. He thought his troubles were over as he headed towards their parked car. It was then that his friend pulled away from the kerb and left him jogging down the road behind the car. The rotter!!