Upon receiving a Ant Mine Underworld
for Christmas, I was overjoyed at the prospect of being able to imprison and voyeuristically observe many lives worth less than my own (a feeling I expect is akin to what the producers of Big Brother felt). Much fantasy was had concerning how my ants would eventually develop Stockholm syndrome and become the friends I could never be bothered making amongst the less interesting humanity.
Unfortunately, the setting up process of the Ant Mine Underworld
is a little more complicated than snapping bits of plastic together. It requires pouring some sort of magic flour that doesn't turn into bread into a mold and letting it set - a task well beyond my microsecond attention span, and one which would have gone quite badly had I not had assistance.
In other words, I mostly just observed the setting up.
Once the mine was set up and dandy, I abducted a great many ants. I originally planned to get the small black ants that smell like wee, because they're very social and never dull at parties, but I instead ended up abducting the slightly larger ants with nasty stings because of their numerous nature and the fact that they were the first ant-hole I found after stepping outside. The larger ants are less social, as they tend just to wander about on their own, rather than marching along trails and ganking all the food and caterpillars.
After digging an unsightly hole in the lawn and spending hours abducting the subjects with my abduction device (tweezers), I had a fully functional Ant Mine Underworld
With only a few deaths, one unfortunate decapitation, and, due to my artful tucking of my trousers into my socks, no stings, a new world has been created:
However, I now suffer an Ant inspired Tetris effect at night, whereby all I can see when I close my eyes is the waving antennae of ants, ants going into their holes, and ants carrying around dirt.