queen ant
the queen ant is the symbol of leadership….
the fat ass queen just sits at the core of the anthill where she lays eggs… and more eggss… and even more…. ant these eggs, regardless of the fact that they are her sons and daughters, are amazingly taught to work for her, for the rest of her myserable life….
these sons and daughters of her, are made to build up anthills, find food, protect her and, maybe in a modern ant kingdom, made to advertise her anthill to other potential ants in every garden, wall corner or piece of cheeze curls… and the best part of which, is that the worker ants (her sons and daughters) don’t get paid!… in fact, they only get a portion or atleast a bite off any food they find and the bigger peice goes to the lady ant…..
what a wonderful life this queen ant has got huh? must be a real happy dude……. imagine….. doing nothing but order people around, and yet get the heap of profits without the need to share….. or atleast, without the thought or plan to share her blessings…….if you think about it, the bitch is a freaking genious!
the queen ant calls all the other ants her sons and daughters, her brothers or sisters and yet….. manipulates them, and turns them into slaves and still, she gets paid for doing so….. dang…… hmmmmm i wonder what would happen to the fat ass queen if one day all the other ants fled and decided to say good bye to her crusty nasty old anthill?
there are already a couple of ants in her anthill that are just waiting for the right moment to break her down……… the problem for these young ants is, when would this time arive……………. hopefully, some other rival ant would just place some baygon in the queen ant’s food or some guy pour kerosin on her ant hill and burn it down…. maybe then, the queen would realize that she has no reason to make herself feel holy and treat her so called children or siblings as slaves who pay tribute in the form of food to her every single freaking day…………
