Bzzzzz…. Buzzzzzzzz…. flying around his face was an insect, he swatted it away absently while he tried to concentrate on the book. Buzzzzz zzzzzz Two more circled. Again, he barely noticed, the pages called to him. zzzzzzzzzzzzzz ZZZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzz The hum grew louder, and it began to register. WTF? he thought. Where did all the bees come from? Swinging his arms wildly, he ran, clutching the tome to his chest. Ouch! Oh, ouch! he shouted as the stung him again and again. His arms were swelling already where several of the venomous insects had been crushed by the book, but he did not let it go. The volume was too precious, it had all the answers. He would not let go, even if it meant he had to face the pain, the swelling. The breath was choking out of him even as he ran. Soon the cloud of insects had dissipated, but it was too late. He had been stung so many times, and he did not have the antidote. Desperately, he flipped through the pages, seeking the answer with his last breath. He had to know. As the darkness crept in at the edge of his vision, he found what he was looking for. Struggling to focus, he ran his purple fingers down the page, soaking in the words as he gasped his last breath. Now he had the meaning of life when his was over. Time to search for the meaning of death, he mused, his last thought as slipped into oblivion, a faint smile spreading across his face.
Bees buzz. The collect honey. I like honey because it’s great for my allergies. Also, it’s quite tasty in tea. I like mint tea. It’s my favorite.
Bee’s love flowers. They buzz in and out, quite a loving relationship. They go back to their hive and scrape the pollen from dozens of flowers off of their legs and make delicious honey with it.
He was afraid of bees, so naturally his father made him a beekeeper. Every time he put on his suit and nets and waded into the hives, he cursed his father, and he prayed to all the unknown gods that he wouldn’t get stung and die.
The suit was ugly and the nets itchy, and bees – with all their buzzing and hovering and stinging – were terrifying.
But in the end it was worth it, because he loved fresh honey, and now he could always fetch his own.
Honey Bee is what my Mama’s mama used to call me. She made bird houses and I called her Grammy. She was the most beautiful, sophisticated person I had ever laid eyes on. Her hair was long and even though it was white she still looked young.
a yellow noisy honey maker that buzzes from its hive to different flowers. they do dances to the rest of the hive to explain where the nearest and best pollen is. pesky little things they can be, but they have a neat purpose. I love honey!
i think that if i got stung by a bee i would cry. i would. and it would be so sore. i may have to go to the hospital and get an injection to make me better. i hope i can eat ice-cream that was made form bees honney.
an animal that flies around flowers, it black and yellow. has one more e than be. but these two words mean totally different things. it take pollen from the flower and uses it to pollinate other flowers.
Every ones so afraid of bee’s. There not going to sting you unless you try to hurt them first. I never understood why people make a big fuss. Bee’s provide fruit, flowers and pretty much everything food providing plant. Without bees our world would die. Yet people never hesitate to swat at them and gladly take a sting or two killing the bee in the process.
A bee is an animal that stings you if you mess with it! I got stung with a bee one time, while I was playing on a slip-in-slide! OK I was young back then!
spelling terms not wriitng fast enough is spelling really the only thing that comes to mind? first kindergartedn teacher. 60 seconds is a pretty long time i can do better next time. pretty enlightening day over all, not done yet looking foward to completing it. bee.
I absolutely dislike bees so much. I mean what is the point to them. All they do is go around stinging people. They just are the worst things ever i think. No one likes them they are mean.
I feel the sting fresh in my skin. The bee flies off, wobbly and unorthodox. Dominic hollers from the back step and I hurry back to him. I don’t tell him about the bee.
Bee-an insect that stings and flies. They’re super annoying and I am not a fan of those annoying creatures. They are dumb, they always sting you, and it drives me crazy! And you can’t run from them because they chase after you! It is ridiculous!
Bees are scary. I’ve never really liked them, but I don’t hate them either. The insects I hate are wasps. Bees are okay, but that’s only because they make honey. I don’t like plain honey but mixed with other recipies it’s pretty good. They have black stripes mixed with yellow and can sting you. That’s why they’re scary. As a kid a ton of kids and me used to smush them.
I don’t really like bees, I mean I don’t mind them but sometimes I just wanna punch them in the face cause they just buzz around going where ever they want and annoying everyone. They just get on my nerves sometimes.
In the green hornet this guys dad supposedly gets stung by a bee but in the end the bee thing was a setup. I never have really liked bees but they are cool.
hobos probably hate bees. I would think this because they are outside and they can never go inside so the bees can fly around and sting them whenever they please.
This is what I want to start calling you. It’s funny that this should be the word – it’s actually a huge coincidence. We are creating something meaningful, something personal. Slowly but very surely we are becoming a unit. You’ve done a good job of making me feel yours. This is my lame attempt in return. Maybe I can start working it in smoother. Or maybe I should stick to my gut – these things should happen organically. Bzz?
buzzing, yellow and black… irritating. Bee stings hurt. But honey is delicious. I like to eat honey on toast. Sometimes I wish there were no bees around, but if that were the case, then I wouldn’t ever have my honey! Perhaps we need to just have giant bee farms where all the world’s bees would be concentrated. That way I wouldn’t have to worry about stings, but I could still always get my honey! But then how would plants be pollinated?
I am absolutely terrified of bees. A bee landed on my brand new white tee shirt in gym class when I was thirteen and it was huge. It scared the living shit out of me and I screamed and made a huge fool of myself amongst my snotty peers. I hate bees. Fuck bees.
fuzzy
black/yellow
cute but deadly :|
i like the ones in winnie the pooh :)
they always look demented and stupid, like they don’t have a brain :L
bbbuuuuuuuzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz :D LOL
The bee hovered perilously toward the bridge of my nose. The thought of it’s sharp stinger sinking into my septum was terrifying, but I was fixated on the hovering insect, the beauty of it’s flight. It landed near the apex, just above the nostrils and skittered about, before lifting off and buzzing into the distance.
The bee flies toward the nectar. The nectar is sweet. The bee smells this sweetness, and grows intoxicated, following feverishly finding ambrosia delighting the bee with the food it loves.
bzzzzzzz……Yellow and black and very annoying! Love the honey, but so afraid of the sting! A bee movie…never saw it…looks funny though. The queen…and worker bees….I feel like I should say something politcal here, cant think of anything tho! thats all!
Bzzzzz…. Buzzzzzzzz…. flying around his face was an insect, he swatted it away absently while he tried to concentrate on the book. Buzzzzz zzzzzz Two more circled. Again, he barely noticed, the pages called to him. zzzzzzzzzzzzzz ZZZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzz The hum grew louder, and it began to register. WTF? he thought. Where did all the bees come from? Swinging his arms wildly, he ran, clutching the tome to his chest. Ouch! Oh, ouch! he shouted as the stung him again and again. His arms were swelling already where several of the venomous insects had been crushed by the book, but he did not let it go. The volume was too precious, it had all the answers. He would not let go, even if it meant he had to face the pain, the swelling. The breath was choking out of him even as he ran. Soon the cloud of insects had dissipated, but it was too late. He had been stung so many times, and he did not have the antidote. Desperately, he flipped through the pages, seeking the answer with his last breath. He had to know. As the darkness crept in at the edge of his vision, he found what he was looking for. Struggling to focus, he ran his purple fingers down the page, soaking in the words as he gasped his last breath. Now he had the meaning of life when his was over. Time to search for the meaning of death, he mused, his last thought as slipped into oblivion, a faint smile spreading across his face.
Based on a true. None of the names were changed.
“Baby, can you run back in and get me a hot pretzel?” Jenny begged and begged as Rob was pulling out of the mall parking lot.
“Yes love,” Rob hurriedly turned around; don’t wanna be late for the spelling bee.”
All of a sudden Jenny was in the back seat with us giving us kisses…french kisses. We were only thirteen.
“This cant be in accordance with the accepted norm” replied Dan with red lipstick all over his smile.
Bees buzz. The collect honey. I like honey because it’s great for my allergies. Also, it’s quite tasty in tea. I like mint tea. It’s my favorite.
Bee’s love flowers. They buzz in and out, quite a loving relationship. They go back to their hive and scrape the pollen from dozens of flowers off of their legs and make delicious honey with it.
He was afraid of bees, so naturally his father made him a beekeeper. Every time he put on his suit and nets and waded into the hives, he cursed his father, and he prayed to all the unknown gods that he wouldn’t get stung and die.
The suit was ugly and the nets itchy, and bees – with all their buzzing and hovering and stinging – were terrifying.
But in the end it was worth it, because he loved fresh honey, and now he could always fetch his own.
The bee buzzed
traveling in his curvy path
round and round
till he lands on my nose.
Love the smell of Spring
the bee lands on a flower
licking the pollen
creating the picture of Spring
that brings out patience in me.
Honey Bee is what my Mama’s mama used to call me. She made bird houses and I called her Grammy. She was the most beautiful, sophisticated person I had ever laid eyes on. Her hair was long and even though it was white she still looked young.
a yellow noisy honey maker that buzzes from its hive to different flowers. they do dances to the rest of the hive to explain where the nearest and best pollen is. pesky little things they can be, but they have a neat purpose. I love honey!
i think that if i got stung by a bee i would cry. i would. and it would be so sore. i may have to go to the hospital and get an injection to make me better. i hope i can eat ice-cream that was made form bees honney.
an animal that flies around flowers, it black and yellow. has one more e than be. but these two words mean totally different things. it take pollen from the flower and uses it to pollinate other flowers.
Every ones so afraid of bee’s. There not going to sting you unless you try to hurt them first. I never understood why people make a big fuss. Bee’s provide fruit, flowers and pretty much everything food providing plant. Without bees our world would die. Yet people never hesitate to swat at them and gladly take a sting or two killing the bee in the process.
I miss the summer days of honey and milk, your buzzing me all over.
“I feel very much like the White Queen,” I stated.
“How so?” he asked, the edges of his mouth turning upwards.
“I’m starting to believe more than 6 impossible things before breakfast.”
“So you think this is all impossible, do you? Bumblebees!”
“Pardon?”
“It’s aerodynamically impossible for them to fly. But they do.”
sting you in the ear
A bee is an animal that stings you if you mess with it! I got stung with a bee one time, while I was playing on a slip-in-slide! OK I was young back then!
spelling terms not wriitng fast enough is spelling really the only thing that comes to mind? first kindergartedn teacher. 60 seconds is a pretty long time i can do better next time. pretty enlightening day over all, not done yet looking foward to completing it. bee.
I absolutely dislike bees so much. I mean what is the point to them. All they do is go around stinging people. They just are the worst things ever i think. No one likes them they are mean.
a bee is a annoying bug that has a tendancy to sting people.
A bee is a insect. It is black and yellow. Its annoying and stings people. I could live without them.
I feel the sting fresh in my skin. The bee flies off, wobbly and unorthodox. Dominic hollers from the back step and I hurry back to him. I don’t tell him about the bee.
a bee is like an animal or it can be like a spelling bee that you go to a place and you spell words and compete against other people.
Bee-an insect that stings and flies. They’re super annoying and I am not a fan of those annoying creatures. They are dumb, they always sting you, and it drives me crazy! And you can’t run from them because they chase after you! It is ridiculous!
Bees are scary. I’ve never really liked them, but I don’t hate them either. The insects I hate are wasps. Bees are okay, but that’s only because they make honey. I don’t like plain honey but mixed with other recipies it’s pretty good. They have black stripes mixed with yellow and can sting you. That’s why they’re scary. As a kid a ton of kids and me used to smush them.
the erea was coverde in it. but what was it? they say it was the result of thousands a bees smashed but i was not shure.
I don’t really like bees, I mean I don’t mind them but sometimes I just wanna punch them in the face cause they just buzz around going where ever they want and annoying everyone. They just get on my nerves sometimes.
a bumblebee in my yard. he smells a flower and flys by. he lands on me and i smash his brainz out.JK
In the green hornet this guys dad supposedly gets stung by a bee but in the end the bee thing was a setup. I never have really liked bees but they are cool.
hobos probably hate bees. I would think this because they are outside and they can never go inside so the bees can fly around and sting them whenever they please.
a small insect the pollenates flowers and makes spring very pretty.
Stupid little creatures that buzz and sting you. The best thing they do is make honey, but that is all. Dumb, dumb, dumb. Why???
Bees are very cool animals they are so cool. They buzz all time and they can be annoying but they are cool.
a bee is a animal
will it is realy a bug so bee would be a bug haha
a bee makes honey
bee can sting you
tonz of people are scared of bees
This is what I want to start calling you. It’s funny that this should be the word – it’s actually a huge coincidence. We are creating something meaningful, something personal. Slowly but very surely we are becoming a unit. You’ve done a good job of making me feel yours. This is my lame attempt in return. Maybe I can start working it in smoother. Or maybe I should stick to my gut – these things should happen organically. Bzz?
My little brother likes to hold bees. He plays with bees and is not afraid of getting stung by one. Buzzzzzzz!!!!!1
buzzing, yellow and black… irritating. Bee stings hurt. But honey is delicious. I like to eat honey on toast. Sometimes I wish there were no bees around, but if that were the case, then I wouldn’t ever have my honey! Perhaps we need to just have giant bee farms where all the world’s bees would be concentrated. That way I wouldn’t have to worry about stings, but I could still always get my honey! But then how would plants be pollinated?
I am absolutely terrified of bees. A bee landed on my brand new white tee shirt in gym class when I was thirteen and it was huge. It scared the living shit out of me and I screamed and made a huge fool of myself amongst my snotty peers. I hate bees. Fuck bees.
fuzzy
black/yellow
cute but deadly :|
i like the ones in winnie the pooh :)
they always look demented and stupid, like they don’t have a brain :L
bbbuuuuuuuzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz :D LOL
The bee hovered perilously toward the bridge of my nose. The thought of it’s sharp stinger sinking into my septum was terrifying, but I was fixated on the hovering insect, the beauty of it’s flight. It landed near the apex, just above the nostrils and skittered about, before lifting off and buzzing into the distance.
The bee flies toward the nectar. The nectar is sweet. The bee smells this sweetness, and grows intoxicated, following feverishly finding ambrosia delighting the bee with the food it loves.
bees sting people and it hurts there is usually a bump where the sting is
bzzzzzzz……Yellow and black and very annoying! Love the honey, but so afraid of the sting! A bee movie…never saw it…looks funny though. The queen…and worker bees….I feel like I should say something politcal here, cant think of anything tho! thats all!