I got chased by a bee yesterday and I mean CHASED like trying to get into my hair and following me when I ran (the stupid bee had already been angered by someone else, so don't bother telling me I should have stood still, no way was I getting the sting for someone else's dumb move) and I tried to get my boyfriend to kill it or get rid of it or something but he got all girly and runny too and so I hoofed him in the ass for not being manly and then the best part is that the bee decided to go after him once I made it into the car and that was good even though the bee followed him into the car it made me happy because I just hopped out and it still followed him and he had to hop back out and try to time it so the bee did not make it back in with him. Nobody ended up stung.

I hate bees.