text: Maybe you're getting a little soft in your old age, but you can somewhat sympathize with Andre, he's in an even worse situation than you. He's been stricken by bad luck more than you have. Helping him could be financially beneficial, plus if Andre had a home, he wouldn't be constantly bothering you for money every time you walked into town.
  
  "Alright Andre I'll help, just stand back and get your fucking disease ridden hands off of me! And don't touch me again!"
  "Okay, I can do that. Thanks Wolf! I swear I won't forget this!"
  "Yeah, yeah, now what do you want me to do?"
  "I need you to deliver this letter to her; it's a poem about how I feel about her and how I've always felt about her. I know if she just read this she'd give me a chance!"
  
  You take the crumpled letter which reeks of Andre's overall foulness, but you still have more questions.
  
  "Andre I know you've always wanted to do some buggery on Janice, but I hardly see how this is going to change how she feels and why the hell can't you do this?"
  "Because every time I even try to get NEAR her mansion she has her guards chase me off! Its like when I try to sneak in anywhere people can somehow sense I'm coming!"
  "Andre, did it ever occur to you to that your fucking ODOR is the reason?"
  "Odor? What odor?" Andre asks like it's the first time anyone's ever suggested that to him that before. "Look I know in my heart that if she read my words, she'd fall for me, just like I know you'll be able to get in and give her that letter!"
  "This is starting to sound like a lot of effort for possibly no reward... "
  "Arrrgh! Look when you get in there, you could always just rip something valuable off! Just please, you gotta give her that letter!"
  
  You look at the love letter (which has remarkable penmanship) and shake your head. Looks like you're on a bug hunt.
  
  "Alright Andre you're lucky her mansion isn't far and I'm not busy right now. I just turned down an offer to live on an island paradise for the rest of my life in exchange for getting rid some Martians."
  "What, you mean Moreau's offer? He offered me a similar deal, but then quickly retracted it for some reason. But Wolf I know you wouldn't have wanted to help some hippy freaks you don't even know! But this is different! In this case you're helping out an old friend gain true love!"
  "Okay listen up, I'm not, nor will I ever be your friend. I'm doing this for my own reasons. When I return, meet me back here at this bar."
  
  You turn and eagerly leave Andre to go back to your cabin. You don't normally like to wash, but in this case you definitely feel the need to! After thoroughly scrubbing down, you take your Harley and drive over to Janice's mansion which is just a couple of counties away. It doesn't take you long to get there.
  
  You haven't really seen this place except once a long time ago and it looked like a regular mansion, now the place looks like a concentration compound; there is a big metal gate and barbed wire lined walls surrounding the mansion. The mansion itself looks like some half weird insect hive, half man made structure. As soon as you park near the gate you're approached by some figures marching in unison like soldiers. They're like big ants or at least they look like THEM. Something weird is going on.
  
  "You! Inferior hairy mammal! What business do you have here at the Hive?!" one of the ant guards asks clicking his mandibles angrily.
  "I'm supposed to deliver a letter to Janice."
  "Watch you tongue, dog! You mean the Supreme Hive Queen! And she does not see inferiors such as you! Be gone, you impotent mangy mutt!"
  
  Well you're used to people not liking you, but hearing it from a giant bug is still pretty insulting.
  > memories (THEM!)
  Giant Ants: THEM!
  
  Well thanks to human ingenuity they probably created more monsters in the 50s with their nuclear tests. Gigantism and mutation were a big problem during that era. Along with giant spiders and mantises, the biggest problem was when an ant colony was struck by massive radiation and went undetected in the desert for a couple of years and wasn't discovered until giant ants began carrying off small children from nearby towns to their colony.
  
  Granted they were never as big as people saw in the movies (Such a size would cause them to collapse underneath their own weight) but they did grow to be as big as humans. In fact they took on the look of "Ant centaurs". A torso with two arms and a back end with four legs, still all very antlike though. Initially they weren't very intelligent, but they grew smarter as time went on. This caused even greater problems for humans later.
  
  Now the "Ant people" weren't malevolent per say, but they just had a different outlook on life just like any other culture, and they saw humans (And anything else that went near their colony) as a source of food. Naturally humans and insects have never gotten along so it was only a matter of time before all out war was declared. The war might've lasted longer if the Ant people were able to adapt a little better, and if humans hadn't had a severe tech advantage. The humans were determined to wipe THEM out before they could get the numerical advantage. This of course was done by blowing up their queen thus ending any chance of THEM ever conquering the Earth. The remaining Ant people would've probably been mopped up, but by this time it was the 60s and civil rights and shit came about. Hippies started saying that they had the right to exist on their own land and such, so the remaining ones were eventually allowed to live, and in time they assimilated into society like everyone else. Nobody was sure of their life span, but the government still perceived THEM as a legitimate potential threat and didn't really want to take the chance that one of those ants could turn into another queen somehow, so a lot got drafted into the Vietnam War to "thin out" their population. (Plus they made excellent soldiers, and were especially helpful in flushing out Viet Cong tunnels)
  
  Needless to say there aren't too many Ant People left anymore, the ones that are still alive tend to keep to themselves and suspicious of everyone and anyone that doesn't have six limbs.
  
  Any chance of THEM making a "come back" is highly unlikely.