Officials warn people to stay away from bee swarms and avoid loud noises or wild movements that may disturb the bees.




"How do you annoy a BEE?"

Man, f*ck bees.

Holy schnikes, it worked!

Oblig.

One summer, between semesters at college, a friend of mine and I decided our favorite place to smoke up and chill out was in the old barn on his family's land. Unfortunately, some bumble bees had decided to make their nest behind a sheet of old plywood. His mom wanted them gone because the barn was where the goats ate and slept and when she went to feed them, the bees would buzz her.

We would to get lit up, arm ourselves(we had a small fireplace shovel and a badminton racket) and proceed to battle bumble bees. Several times, the bees swarmed up and chased us from the barn. Most of the time, however, we would smack them into the Promised Land when they were coming in for a landing. The fireplace shovel earned the nicknames "El Kabong" and "The Kabonger" for the sound it made when you swatted a bee for a home run.

We spent the whole summer fighting with them. My friend's mom and older sister used to stand outside and watch us acting like Cheech and Chong fighting with bumble bees. We'd be yelling and screaming and swinging like madmen, stumbling over each other and falling down and we'd look up to see them laughing their asses off at us. It made for a pretty memorable summer.

/cool story bro?

dahmers love zombie: Oblig.

Beads?

Bee's eyes
Bee's eyes are cryin'
Bee's eyes have seen a lot of loves
But they're never gonna see another one like I had with you.

TO THE BEEMOBILE!

You mean your Chevy?

... Yes.

Unavailable for comment.

/Washed ashore in different times
//covered in bees
///screaming still; help me, please

glenlivid: That was a good story. Lacked a good climactic ending, though. I suggest, in the future, you tell everyone that someone locked the barn door from the outside...and while you were yelling that you were in the barn....the bees started to swarm...

Unfortunately, the ending was very anti-climactic. We defeated them through attrition.

There was one really funny moment(wasn't funny at the time, though) when a pissed off bee(I had been swinging at him) landed on my leg and got tangled up in my hair. I was dancing around like a rabid chimpanzee, trying to rake him off with my racket, but he wouldn't or couldn't get loose. Several more started circling around me and I finally threw my weapon in the air, yelled "I'm outta here!" and took off running. Of course, my friend was rolling around on some hay bales, laughing his ass off. He had tears rolling down his cheeks as he stumbled out of the barn after me.

Or maybe it was only funny due to our level of intoxication? I laugh about it now, though. This was back in '93 or '94, but it's one of those moments from then that really stands out.