Larry always liked bugs. How efficent they are and the feats they can accomplish when they work together. Like humans but without the distracting burden of choice. Control is impotant. Even though they support 'freedom' of choice and 'freedom' of speech, it just makes more rules to the point were it just gets worse. Now he was drowning in a sea of African Driver Ants. Oh the irony, Larry thought as the ants melted his tissue. All he wanted was control. This is my first real attempt at fiction as English is not my first language. I will try to PR my work so please enjoy :)