Suh-weet.
Once upon a time, on a camp-out from hell at summer camp, I saw fire ants. I guess that's what they were. They were vicious. We put our sleeping tarp (yes, that's right, a sleeping tarp) down next to a tree, not knowing that it contained a colony of them. We spent quite a while pulling up the edges of the tarp, kicking at them, trying like hell to keep them from swarming all over us. In retrospect, we could have just moved the tarp...
But it was pretty awesome watching them devour other insects. There was this weird metallic purple beetle thing, and they bogged it down, and then one of them chewed right through its body and poked its head through a big hole in its abdomen. Boy that was great.
I just missed the things-you-can-fill-with-goo revolution. They started coming out when I was too old to play with toys anymore (in retrospect, maybe I just stopped playing with toys before most kids). I also wished they had come out a few years earlier though. They look pretty sweet.
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Step right up and shoot pasties off the nipples of a ten-foot bull dyke! Win a cotton candy goat!
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