OK. So I was sitting in my car today and a bee, yes, a bee in November flies into my car. It flew about as good and Woodstock from the Peanuts cartoons. I would have told you it was drunk. Then I stopped to think a moment. What do Bees drink? I mean, you do not see them at the watering hole with the water buffalos drinking from the muddy water infested with crocodiles? They like to swarm around soda cans. Do they like soda? I was drinking a soda at the time. Should I have offered it some?
I mean, bees have it rough. All they do is work and sleep. No time for playing with the kids, or going to the park for a picnic with the family. I hear the Queen rules. Well, it may appear to be a monarchy but I am telling you it sounds like a dictatorship to me. Even the Queen of England knows how to let loose once in a while. The poor bees.
All the while, the bee has landed on my shirt. It just sat there. I looked down at it and I said, "Hello Bee!" It just sat there though because bees don't talk. Before I knew it, my lunch break was over. I got out of the car and the bee was still hanging off my shirt. I looked down and said, "OK bee. I have to go to work." At that moment he just flew away. It was then that I knew, this drunk Monarchist understood what I was saying. As he flew off into the distance I wondered, "Does that bee think I am weird?
That is my mindless ramble for the week. Cheers everyone.
I mean, bees have it rough. All they do is work and sleep. No time for playing with the kids, or going to the park for a picnic with the family. I hear the Queen rules. Well, it may appear to be a monarchy but I am telling you it sounds like a dictatorship to me. Even the Queen of England knows how to let loose once in a while. The poor bees.
All the while, the bee has landed on my shirt. It just sat there. I looked down at it and I said, "Hello Bee!" It just sat there though because bees don't talk. Before I knew it, my lunch break was over. I got out of the car and the bee was still hanging off my shirt. I looked down and said, "OK bee. I have to go to work." At that moment he just flew away. It was then that I knew, this drunk Monarchist understood what I was saying. As he flew off into the distance I wondered, "Does that bee think I am weird?
That is my mindless ramble for the week. Cheers everyone.
