Get an ant farm and unleash your inner sadist!

No matter how many barns, silos and windmills they might paint on these things, they always seem rather grim. Really, is it more of an ant “farm,” or a plastic prison of no escape, one in which the giant gods on the outside can watch as the drones slowly lose lives that have already been robbed of all purpose?

And we should note that you don’t get any ants with this particular farm, just a certificate, one that presumably you’re supposed to redeem to stock your miniature carnival of death. Are you supposed to take said certificate to your local ant repository of choice? “One hogshead of the little black ones, please”?

Also: “hiways”?