Holy Shit! I just caught the biggest Bee ever in my bedroom. I was watching some top gear and I heard this noise out in the hallway like an electric toothbrush was turned on and left on a hardwood floor (this is with my headphones on too). SO I open the door all WTF and in flies the giantest bee ever.

I knew it was lookin to tango. we circled around my room. our eyes locked and I could see the depths of hell just behind the glassy black exteriors. It swooped and I ducked. its long stinger twitching with anticipation, oozing poison. with a murderous cry it rushed me, I batted it aside but it came again. I stumbled backwards and my hand brushed the bin holding random nuts and bolts I keep with my tools. I ripped it off the shelf and in a move comparable to all of the ballet in swan lake combined; I removed the lid, discarded the contents onto my bed with a swift arc of the forearm and hand and brought the lid and container together around the murderous bee as it thrust itself towards me again.

Enraged it attacked its new prison with a fury that few have ever lived to regale. Knowing the end was neigh, the bee tried one last ditch effort to drag me back to hell with it. It reared up and thrust its stinger into the plastic wall in a vain attempt to penetrate its protection and inflict a fatal blow to my flesh. the doomed attempt doomed the bee to a slow death, leaking innards and poison from its newly stinger-less end; it flew in drunk circles around its tomb eventually settling in one of the corners to die.



Tomorrow, I hunt for the nest.