when i lived in Alabama, my buddies place was raided big time. he was growing a pretty big hydro crop of 20 plants in a shed on his property. it was off about 300 yards off of a two laner road out in farm country. they were sour diesel and fucking beautiful. he and i had been hyping ourselves up for this harvest for a good week and a half. it was day 89 of flower and we went out to do the final chop. when we got to the shed, the lock was undone, but we laughed and didn't think anything about it because my buddy was always getting stoned out there and it was common for him to forget to lock his shit up(he's an idiot, i know). he was ahead of me as we walked in and it was sunny as fuck that day. couldn't see in front of him because of the glare coming off of the shed's white paint and it all just looked dark inside. once he went in, the only words i remember him saying is 'holy shit." i looked up, my eyes adjusted to the light, and then i saw them too. "holy shit "is exactly the same thing i said. i had never seen so fucking many on one place before! they were fucking crawling everywhere! those ants got fucked that day. we raided his whole fucking place.