Got a call at 9 last night... "Your bees are here at the postal warehouse, there was a package malfunction and its leaking. We managed to tape it up in some delivery boxes so no more bees get out, but we need you to come get it."
I thought it was going to be a crushed cardboard box covered in paper and packing tape. I guess it serves them right for accidently breaking a secure looking wooden box. Hope your hive figures its self out soon.
at first glance, I misread "beers" instead of "bees" (i.e., your beers are here at the postal warehouse ... its leaking ... we managed to tape it up ... so no more beers get out) and was wondering what kinds of beer you might have ordered by mail - well, bees is even weirder as for my Freudian misreading: I think I want a beer
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