Rideing my bike with my friend when I feel this sting in my shirt. I grab the shirt and feel a little object between my shirt and my fingers. So my friend is batchin telling me to go faster when I stop and look and see this frickin baby bee the size of a like keyboard button. I grab it and throw it the ground. I wanted to murder the little thing. First time being stung since I was like 3. Wasent bad just hurt when the air blew against it. h:

 

Damn mosquito's hit me up lovely :thinking:

 

Pity post :fawk:

 

get a job bish hfawk:

 

"a bee bit my bottom, now my bottom big..." - Homer Simpson.

 

Getting stung bites! :chuckles:
To help you feel better here's a little bee levity for ya:

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Half a bee, philosophically,
Must ipso facto half not be.
But half the bee has got to be
Vis-a-Vis its entity, d'you see?

But can a bee be said to be
Or not to be an entire bee
When half the bee is not the bee
Due to some ancient injury.
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BTW Glad you nailed the little shit. :thumbup:

 

I am in augest. h:

 

:chuckles:

 

:lmao: nice little poem. Yeah I actully visioned on my way back takeing a machine gun and shooting the nest no joke. h:

 

It's the spoken word prelude to an obscure Monty Python song, Eric, The Half - A - Bee . Very funny.


I'm visualizing a man with an M-16 spraying lead up into a tree....:lmao: and finding that bees are hard to shoot when on the wing...
I'd try a flamethrower or C4 plastique first.

:rick: