Neath: A Bee's Eye View
posted by The Neath at 5:04 pm
Sunday, June 18, 2006
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oooooooh, i'm a bee and i'm quaking in my boots. soooooo scared.
bzz bzz bzzzzzz
Bee- So you should be for I am the scourge of bees with my trusty pointy stick.
Rhub- You wuss it's not even a real bee. I bet it's aliemalie pretending. Then again that buzz is pretty convincing...
sexy. xxx
i do a mean buzz.
that reminds me of a story. weird. to think i have a bee story too.
hahaha.
:)
AM
Anonymous- Sarcasm will not be tolerated on these pages.
Do you ever see me being sarcastic?
...
Well, that's different. It's because I'm in charge.
Aliemalie- Everyone should have at least one good bee story to tell. Perhaps the time has come to finaly tell yours...
:)
So you actually smile at them before you smite them?!?!? You evil, evil man! Go and recalculate your score!
As for bee stories: I am petrified of them. I see a bee, and I literally run in the opposite direction, usually screaming like...well...a girl.
Why, do you ask? From ages 7-13, I used to take a school bus to take me to my grandma's house. In this cramped, overheated bus, boys would use the see-through windows in crisps bags (I'm sure you remember them too) to terrify me--usually by trapping a number of bees or wasps (don't get me started on my quite rational fear of re-stinging insects) and shaking the bad in front of my face, threatening to set the enraged insects free.
They never did, and I've never been stung. But boy do I live in terror of them, to this day. Ask Evil Lord.
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