The Bee Whisperer
There’s no nervous laughter in this world that can compare to nervous assistant laughter.
Of course the operative word in this procedure, like so many other touchy situations, is calm. Keep Calm and Carry On, as they say. The true borderline sociopathic boy is calm — in a frantic sort of a way, of course. We’d calmly get that queen into the box, and calmly wait for all her minions to join her in there, calmly seal the box with lots of tape, calmly address the box to someone we don’t like, and then calmly drive to the Post Office and mail it.
3 thoughts on “The Bee Whisperer”
I hates me some insects.
nice work boys. when you know the rules then you know what you can and can’t do and don’t have to live in fear like mere mortals.
That gave me hives
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