Me this evening... Going to change out a feeder that had sprung a leak at the front of my bee hive: Ive put these feeders in and taken them out a few times with no problems. OUCH! She stung me on my finger... Well now you sweet little bee why did you want to go and do that? Crap that hurt. Went and suited up! I couldnt budge the feeder so, tried again Holy Crap couple stung me on the inside of my thighs , crawled through the holes in my jeans S&%^##€ that hurts bad, now STOP that Im trying to save you! Walked away, should have kept walking ok got this now, just one more little pry and Ill have it in place. Holy Moly got swarmed, got stung on the chin, bees in my pants, bees inside my suit, how the hell did that happen? Why you little ba#%^#%s trying to calmly walk away, Randall comes out to check on me Im being stung to death I yell, STAY AWAY, they are really mad. One down my jacket now, crawled down and stung me in the small of my back. Randall is yelling GET OUT OF THAT SUIT! still calming walking far, far away... Suit is partially coming off, dont look neighbors, ouch another sting, made it inside that house, to the laundry room, locked the door, still dont know why I locked the door, now off with the clothes and a couple bees still hanging on! Total five stings! All family members felling a little jittery tonight! 😦
Posted on: Wed, 12 Mar 2014 01:57:25 +0000
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