Lavender Bush II: Satan's Potpourri

My father was a beekeeper before me, his father was a beekeeper before him; I wanna walk in their footsteps…and their footsteps were like this...screaming I'M COVERED IN BEES!!

reference: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Xs-tl6GBOBo

FUUUUUUUUUUUCK THAT!

Don't those bees have something better to do, like making honey and pollinating crops?

"Enter to Win!"

Uhhhhh.... win what, exactly?

So one day I decided that I didn't need to wear my bee-suit while checking my hive. It was a hot day, and the bee suit make me too hot, so I'm sure my logic was good at the time. Of course, humans aren't the only things that get short tempered in the heat, bees do too, and I knew that, but whatever. Anyways, I got the hive apart and looked at it, and it looked fine, and so I put it back together. (About that time my smoker quit working, and things were going so well I didn't bother to relight it.) And the bees tend to spill out of the edges of the hive boxes, so when you are putting it back together, you have to brush them out of the way before you put the next box on, or you'll crush a few and the boxes are heavy when full, so it is slightly complicated. Anyways, I was brushing them out of the way just before I put the top box on, and one of them got mad and stung me, so I ended up dropping the box crushing quite a few and about 10 more got mad and stung me, so I decided I should go put my suit on and finish up. Except by this time the entire hive was mad at me, so a bunch of them followed me back into the house. I managed to get them to lose interest in the living room, then I took a shower so I didn't smell like angry bees, put my suit on, put the lid on the hive, and then spent an hour trapping the bees in the house and taking them back outside...

Anyways, to make a long story short, the result of that is that I itched, so I took a Benadryl, drank a beer, took a nap, (cause that is what happens when you take Benadryl with alcohol,) and then I was fine. And as long as you aren't allergic, that is pretty much all that will happen to you...

Bees are furry and that is confusing.

Kiala doesn't like to be confused.

Kiala doesn't like referring to herself in the third person.