Coming home from the club, Im super excited that I got a card from a talent agent that was interested in using Me to model! Little did I know, a tiny ant man (microscopic) hitched a ride home on My shoulder. I feel a pinch and grab him. I peer at My fingers and see nothing so I carelessly flick him to the ground (all while he is begging for My attention). I then decide to practice My model walk up and down the hallway. Almost crushing him every time. I talk about how sweaty My toes are in My shoes, but I dont mind because Im gonna be a model. What will the tiny mans fate be?