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Bees do that. I once helped a bee keeper by holding a ladder so he could get the runaway queen out of a tree. There were so many bees, but i kept calm so they leave me alone. One of them stung me in my baseball cap and suddenly i had to book it, because all the vees were suddenly after me. I got stung like 5 times or so. I only later found the stinger and some bee ass in my hat later.
Also fun fact, getting stung in the eyelid is very uncool.
A lot of my friends complain about about the “youth”, how they dress and talk and stuff like that. I always found that odd, because i for example had either a bleached blonde mushroom haircut or bleach blonde spiked up hair. Paired with a way too big fubu shirt and weird baggy pants. They weren’t jinkos, but very close.
I have no ground to stand on when i make fun of young people and i know that. Why don’t my friends remember how ridiculous we were at 14?