Public Service Announcement: Flying Ant Day


All, Flying Ant Day will soon be upon us, so here’s what you need to know.

There’s no specific day as such. This takes place between late June and August and is when queen ants take to the air pursued by hundreds of horny males. So, much like the Summer mating rituals of humans, except we don’t fly after the females.

The media will no doubt offer advice on how to keep these irritating bastards out of your house.

The Express will probably suggest sealing all doors and windows with expanding foam, and sitting with your feet in a bowl of iced water as you attempt not to suffocate/die of heatstroke, because they always offer such sensible advice, the absolute morons.

Some people will suggest burning sage, of dried tea leaves, or something equally useless.

My advice, purchase a full beekeepers outfit and wear it constantly. Temu sells them. Or you could buy a can of Raid and zap them into oblivion.

Stoke Sentinel

You’re welcome, no need to thank me.

Nominated by : Jeezum Priest

12 thoughts on “Public Service Announcement: Flying Ant Day

  1. They’re just ants JP,
    not the Luftwaffe.

    we have em in our composer.
    harmless!
    only fly for a day then fo back to doing ant stuff..
    lifting weights, spoiling picnics and stuff.

    Are you worried they’ll carry you off?

    • ps
      burning sage?

      who suggested that?!
      sitting bull?
      burning sage is for calming the angry spirits of red injuns on sacred grounds.

      Sheffield doesn’t have a large apache community.

      • Burning sage is very popular amongst the aging hippy community, Mis.

        Clarissa and Farquhar are great supporters of the practice. It’s known as smudging, and is the upper-class idiot version of Feng Shui.

      • I’m sure Feng Shui is no 14 on the menu at the Golden Dragon.
        Or fried cat and prawn crackers in English.

  2. Flying ant day, now that’s something worth celebrating.
    Maybe we should push for a whole month..
    Ants have achieved more in history than the pavement apes.

    Though I imagine blacks have ruined more picnics than ants have. And ants have never carried off someone’s television before.

  3. I haven’t seen flying ants since the 80’s! Even before I lost my mobility and was walking dogs in the park or woods never saw any. Perhaps even the ants know what a shit hole area this is now. Not enough white people to nip🤭

  4. Those flying fuckers usually hatch out in my polytunnel in June each year, for which I keep a tub of DDT handy.

    None at all this year though, obviously due to climate collapse.
    So Mental Ed has banned electric towel rails to save the Ant.

    Well done Ed.

  5. One day and a few flying ants?
    You lucky cunts!

    What tourists don’t get at all on the beaches, and very few in built up resorts is fucking cicadas.

    These are the noisy, huge flying insects that hang out for the entire summer in forests, parks and any garden where there are a few trees.

    If you get just one outside of your house then you can’t easily have a conversation and you will need to turn up the telly to be able to hear it.

    If you make a loud noise or spray where you think one is with water, they may shut the fuck up for a minute or so, but they soon start off again.

    If you are unlucky enough to have one get into your house where it can’t escape then you will go through hell for weeks.
    They will make their mating call constantly but when they sense movement, like when you go looking for the cunts, then they shut up and you can’t find them.

    Half a dozen of them in a pine forest would be deafening, but there is never half a dozen, they hang out together in their thousands.

    You can be driving at speed on a motorway with your windows up and music on, but when you pass a patch where they are you can still hear them.

    And we have to put up with the horrible cunts for at least 3 months…. Every fucking year.

    Good morning.

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