We call the ants around here Machacas, which is also the name of our club. It's a name we came up with. We like it because these ants aren't afraid of anything and, when they're messed around with, they get together and fight back - no matter what or who's causing the fuss. That's how we are too - Billy, Todd and me. 'Course we sometimes get into a little bit of trouble every now and then because of it, kinda like what happened with Pablo Malo. You'll find out all about the problems we had with him in the book.
Anyway, these ants cut up whatever food they want with their sharp pincers and carry it back to their big old mounds. They can carry way more than you'd think. They also carve these highways all over the place on the ground to get to where their going. Back home, our grass lawn looks like a city map with all the ant roads and highways. My Dad really doesn't like them much, and he has a really cool way to get rid of them. You'll have to wait for the book to come out for that little secret too.
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