I intimidate the living shit out of some fucking bitch ass ants. I'll be walking down the sidewalk not even trying to be huge and ants will just be scurrying their little bread crumb carrying asses out of my way, always screaming some shit about "run for your lives. save the queen." Sometimes when I'm up in the club or maybe at a picnic with my girl, there will be one or two ants who don't seem to get out of my way and then I'll just start brawling. Usually I start with a reverse double-bi to let them know what's coming and then I kick their little piles into oblivion. Ants are some unapologetic little bitches, all the more reason to intimidate them into submission.