Mr. Romero: While a teenager, I ended staying with relatives in the LA area. Never having been exposed to smog (I grew up in the sticks/boondocks of Southwestern Oregon with 180 inches of liquid sunshine per year), I developed a film of sorts overnight, which coated my eyeballs 'til I washed my face in the morning. My aunt had made some excellent brownies for dinner that night. I ate 1 after dinner, and palmed one for a midnight snack. Had already taken a huge bite from the purloined brownie, and set it on the nightstand next to my bed. Woke up the next morning anticipating a big bite of chocolatey goodness. My blurry half open eyes perceived the morsel in the semi-darkness. I reached over, grabbed the brownie, and stuffed half of it in my pie-hole. Not knowing what was happening, I continued to munch on the brownie. I soon realized I was not the only one who loved my aunts brownies. My whole face felt like it was moving! Then it felt like it was on fire! ANTS! They completely covered my face, and halfway up my armpit, biting the living crap out of me! I did the only thing left open to me, and swallowed the 2 bites already in my mouth. Then I slapped myself silly, smashing the rest of the little buggers all over my face. That was 1 damn good brownie, but those ants put a permanent impression on me. NO MORE midnight snacks!