Every so often though, someone, whether intentionally or not,

At that point my seemingly chaotic flight begins to be focused on the person batting at me. My laser sharp compound eyes focus in on the intruder and I begin to buzz around their cranium. Now I am buzzing right in their ear and they begin to flail at me with an increasing sense of helplessness and building urgency. I won't give up until they either run away, I sting them, or I manage to make honey out of the situation.
So if you do not want to get stung do not poke at my nest with a stick.
No comments:
Post a Comment