Also, just as a heads up, I won't be able to post again until early afternoon tomorrow - I'm going to bed in a little bit because I have to wake up at the butt crack of dawn to drive from Brooklyn back up to Boston.
Once, I had an ant farm. And they would not build their tunnels. I was furious, so I became very strict and stern with my ants. First, they feared me and everything was fine. But eventually, the ants broke out and attacked me. So I had to kill them.