1808, an ant from Toledo

  "Hi theeeeeeeeeere" Hiiiii theeeeeeeeere!"

  "Yes! Oh, hello! I'm happy to see you!  Where have you been? What a long holiday! You're such a lazybones ant!"

  "Lazybones? Me? Lazybones? Hey... don't insult me! I'm a little bit of a slacker, but don't get me wrong".

  "Of course, 1808, you know I enjoy making you get a bit angry!"

  "You're not making up for it at all. First you say I'm a lazybones, then you say you like make me angry as a hornet. I don't know what's worse".

 "Well, friend, they're both human figures of speech... I didn't mean to offend you".

  "Hahaha. There's an ant saying that says: 'An ant is not offended by those who want to, but by those who can. And you're not even an ant. How's it going, Big Shoes? I've seen your news programmes and, well, let's say you're not bored. There are more thieves than grains of wheat in a threshing floor. But you're not involved in any of those things, are you? If you are, I'll delete you from 'Antbook.'"

 "Don't worry, I'm not a scoundrel. I'm a regular human being."

 "A scoundrel? What's that? Are they the people who throw products to the ground and pollute the soil?"

 "Not exactly, but well, something similar. A scoundrel, is a person who allows others to bribe him and becomes corrupted. I would say the ones who pollute the soil and the undersoil are environmental terrorists."

  "Shame on you! You're worse than the plague. You destroy everything you touch. Did you know that this summer there have been fifty subterranean lakes in which swimming had to be banned and another fifty lakes which lost their blue flag status? Antiagara Falls are as black as a crow and you are forcing us to install very quickly ecological purification systems to clean this mess."

   "I am ashamed, 1808. I apologise in the name of all mankind, if that means something to you."

   "Allright, allright. I know you're not the only resposible person for that, but we're all responsible in part, as we all have the duty to take care of this planet, your planet, our planet and the planet of all the creatures who live in it."

  "You're so wise, 1808!"

    "And you, Big Shoes, you're so 'bolo', I mean, so silly!"

   "You're talking like an ant from Toledo"

    "Hahahahaha. Of course, Big Shoes, the juice from the vineyards' roots and the olive trees runs through my veins. Did you expect that I spoke like an ant from Catalonia or Andalusia? However, to be honest, those things you're still stuck on about localisms and nationalisms... We got over them thousands of years ago."

    "Really? Are you pulling my leg?"

   "No, because your leg is too heavy for me to pull it, but it's true. Those beliefs are from the time of the Neanderthal man, as you say."

    "I know, I know. My friend, I must leave now. I'm hearing voices calling me for lunch".  

     "Allright, Big Shoes. See ya!"

    "See ya, 1808".