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A peaceful picnic at the park.
Sniffles pours himself some coffee.
Then proceeds to spread jelly on toast.
This is one of the rare chances that you get hit on the head by a golf ball.
At least it didn't break his head.
Sniffles picks up the ball.
Sniffles doesn't approve.
"Go be stupid somewhere else."
Lumpy is grateful of Sniffles' help.
Sniffles marches back to his picnic...
Ants like tapping grapes.
Where there's a picnic, there's bound to be ants.
Just leave the ant alone.
The typical reaction of seeing a giant tongue behind you.
Holes in Swiss cheese make great hiding places...
Sniffles likes what he's tasting.
Apparently, anteaters love cheese too.
Not as much as they love ants.
But they don't like salt.
Something must have tasted bad.
Goof #2: Tasting pepper shouldn't make you sneeze.
It's like being licked by your dog, only bigger.
Target sighted. Or in this case, tasted.
Looks like that ant is cornered, right?
A bird's eye view...from an ant's perspective.
A parachute that doubles as a boat.
You may be wondering "How long is that tongue?".
Is that a blind camera man?
At least he hasn't killed anyone.
The ant continuing to evade Sniffles.
And Sniffles continuing his chase. That golf ball tells us he will fail.
...the less hard they fall.
Sniffles closes in for the kill.
Lumpy unknowingly saves a life.
Lumpy fails to hit a golf ball.
Lumpy realizes he failed.
He hears Sniffles' voice.
Sniffles pulls his tongue back into his mouth.
"Why do I always mess everything up?"
Ants have secret codes they share with family members.
Ants churn their own butter.
Sniffles pretends to be an ant. It's clever because ants are dumb.
It looks like he's outsmarted those bugs this time.
Why is it not a good idea to open the door for strangers?
Because a giant hand may be lurking outside.
This may not be a good idea either.
Looks like they're leaving him in stitches.
Sniffles thinks that tickles.
Uh...what's the salt for?
"Happy thoughts! Happy thoughts!!"
And you thought Fliqpy was messed up.
Sniffles screaming loudly.
"This was a terrible idea!"
Sniffles tries to pull his arm free.
He should have used gloves.
Or better yet, a lawnmower.
Sniffles hits his head on a tree.
"My hand! My beautiful hand!"
He goes to treat his wound.
Funny how Sniffles isn't affected by the hot glue.
As if we didn't have enough ants already.
Sniffles puts a helmet on the robo-ant.
Then puts his own helmet on.
Giving commands with his mind.
The robot gets the commands.
"My master plan is almost complete! Bwahaha!"
Apparently, aphids are the bug equivalent of cows.
Would you let this into your home?
Because they certainly would.
So is this what the insides of ants look like?
Goof #8: Looks like Sniffles' hand got better.
This technology is impressive, if impossible.
The ants know their brainy foe is at it again.
Why you should never allow killer robots into your home.
The anthill before its destruction.
The ants run for their lives.
Goof #6: The ants have grown larger in size.
I don't know whether to laugh or pity them.
The ants jump out of the way.
Another brilliant invention backfires...
Ants are geniuses when it comes to technology.
This one finds a fatal flaw that Sniffles sadly missed.
I'd say it's a good thing that shock didn't kill him...
But considering what's about to happen next...
Quick, take off the helmet!
Sniffles is the robot now.
Sniffles realizes he is screwed.
An apple a day keeps the doctor away.
An apple like this is a different story.
"So you want me to eat that?"
An apple a day keeps the doctor away...
unless it's razor-bladed.
Sniffles is off apples (and possibly ants) for life.
Every trick-or-treater's worst nightmare.
Sniffles' tongue being shredded.
Sniffles tries to pull his tongue free.
That couldn't have been pleasant.
Sniffles looks sadly at his shredded tongue.
Mind-control helmets; if only Jigsaw got his hands on one.
Okay, I think Sniffles has learned his lesson.
The ants get carried away in their revenge.
A whole new meaning to the phrase "tongue-tied".
Oh, the pain you can imagine he's enduring.
"All I wanted was to eat!"
The nail holding him down.
We told you not to screw with ants!
Sniffles after his demise.
Looks like they got a new house.
Ants never let their spoils go to waste.
"Where's my other glove?"
Lumpy, you only need one glove for golf.
Also, that's not a glove.
What kind of golf hole is that?
Ewwww! That is not a windmill!