Would you rather be 20 feet off the ground, climbing a tree, when you realize its covered with really sticky sap –OR– covered with millions of tiny ants?
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Gimme the sap.
I’ll take the sap, as long as there aren’t a bunch of sweet-eating ants up and down the tree!
Sap! No question about it!
Sap. The ants would drive me insane.
Sap! I would at least try to attempt it. Ants, no way! I would just jump and take the chances, probably breaking a leg.
Well, as I have an irrational fear of heights, I’m gonna have to take the ants, and hope there’s a river/lake (or a hose or something) close by that I can jump into to rid myself of the ants. It didn’t say that I had to stay that way forever, so a few creepy crawlies for a couple seconds wouldn’t bother me much.