True Confessions of an Ant Lover:
I first saw A Bug's Life as a young boy, not having yet tasted the bittersweet sweat of ant love. I was a different man then, ignorant of my formicophilia. Flik, the perfect ant, was the reason that I made it through puberty.
I know that many people can't stomach the thought of a man and an ant in the moment of passion, but I know that it's what I want; those stiff antennae and perfectly round abdomen, crawling all over my honey-slathered body and biting biting biting.
I'm into ants and the world is just going to have to get used to it.
P.S. If anyone else out there has an Ant Farm, give me a call. Between my ants, your ants, my camcorder and all the whiskey you can drink, I'd say we have a party.
