Sadly, this post is exactly what it seems, not a mere figure of speech (what would “licking an ant’s butt” mean figuratively anyway, you think?). While on Fitzroy Island in Australia last week, our intrepid outdoor guide Jeff helped us brave the wilds of the Aussie rainforest (or rather the 10-minute trek to Nudey Beach). Along the way, we got the wildlife 411 when he spotted a green ant picked it up and put it to his mouth. You have got to be joking me. I figured this was merely a stunt to entice tourists to do Fear Factor-like things. Or not. Jeff continued to eat whatever the green bulb-like was hanging off its rear.
Traditionally, the green ant (also called the weaver ant) was used by the Aborigines: they boiled them in mass quantity, then crushed them into their chests to cure colds and respiratory infections. Much of the ants’ diet consists of honeydew excretions from trees and other small insects, meaning they’re safe for human consumption. Still, doesn’t mean I want its tiny bum upon my lips.
Now, I’m not so keen on bugs of any kind—particularly as I complete armies of various kinds of ants as roommates on both Lizard and Fitzroy Islands—but I’m also extremely competitive when it comes to anything. So despite my girlie fear of all things creepy-crawly, when Stephanie took the plunge and licked the ant butt, I had to take the plunge and lick the ant butt, too. Sigh. Bridge, jump, you know how it goes. Ironically enough, this from the girl who refuses to eat seafood because it’s too slimy.
And surprisingly? It wasn’t bad. Rather, it tasted like a citrus-y candy, comparable to a Lemon Drop or the center filling of a Warhead. Though I think it stings your lip slightly when doing so (or else my ant was just particularly not fond of me), as both Jennifer and I suffered a subtle numbness of the tongue for 10 minutes or so following our snack. After viewing that video, I feel slightly ashamed of being such a…well…girl. Barb and the others remarked that I’m not really like that prissy in real life, just so you know, but something about when you stick a camera in my face and ant ass on my tongue, I turn into that girl (not that Woo Girl, but still). Some more non-insect images from Fitzroy to follow, because I’m sure that’s what you guys really want to see.