i love this bee, but some people are allergic which is kind of annoying because when the get stung, they swell up like a blueberry
spammage
i cant think of anything else
sorry
-w –
Buzz, buzz, buzz, doctors, hospital, beautiful color, earth, queen! LOVE- summer- happy day. FEAR children, perfume, all that you can do stay away from. buzz, buzz buzz.
bees make honey, honey make sweet, but bees also sting. the world is sweet, but has its sting. this is the paradox of life. Life can be compared to the bee. you live and you feel the pain. at the end. life’s sweet.
I never understood why girls were always so scared of bees. They will be having lunch eating their salads and sandwiches and sipping their lemonade when a innocent harmless insect called a bee flies by and causes all hell to break loose. Screaming and squealing from the female customers at a cafe.
stung me, my favourite ween song. Actually not my fave but certainly the mmost abrasive. I recall hearing it first in the basement suite of a house i shared with a vegan, alcoholic and a couple others. The vegan lived downstairs.
When i was going to six flags for the first time my family stopped at deeny’s for a quick lunch, in the parking lot a bee put it’s little stinger in my finger, that was the pain.
well its an insect and was my school mascot. they are black and yellow and usually have stingers. there are various types, like bumble bees and hornets. if you get stung it hurts like a bitch. they make buzzy noises when they fly. they live in colonies in big honey combs, usually producing honey. there is usually one big queen bee. there are many movies and books based on them. i don’t really like them
buzzing all day long, flying here and flying there. i saw one once and ran away i saw once once some other day, he came to me that buzzy bee he came to me so i did see and with a smile upon my face this time i did not run away. sat on my hand and smile at me, that buzzy little busy buzzy bee.
Bees are neccessary for the pollination of many flowering and fruiting plants. Many experts are concerned about the dying bee population of the world as it could have dire effects on many ecosystems.
Miss Busy Bee is one of my friends on Tumbler, and also is my friend in World of Warcraft. She is the kindest, sweetest young lady that I have met in a long time. I am blessed to have met her and have her in my life.
Bees are hard working creatures. They work in hives, and dedicate their whole lives to their colonies. They show an enormous amount of instinctual drive, dedication, and loyalty. They are also becoming extinct. Large masses of bees have been disappearing, out of no where. This is troublesome because they are a crucial part of the ecosystem.
one time i ran into the forest and there was a giant bee and it stung all the kids around the place and everyone ran around with their heads cut off and the bee kept buzzing around then soon all of the gnomes were agitated and they all became numb to the stings of the bees and that’s how i became the president of the united states.
I have a huge fear of bee’s once when I was young I attended summer camp. I ended up accidently stepping on an under grown bees nest and was stung over 250 times. I now have a huge phobia in which I dont believe I will ever get over.
Clarisse wasn’t particularly familiar with the bug (the insect, the creature? She couldn’t even label the thing properly), but familiarity wasn’t a problem for the bee. It hovered over her skin, and caressed her neck. That one fatal sting, a bite, and Clarisse was dead.
Bees are kind of scary creatures. Ive always been afraid of them, even though Im not allerigic and in reality there a million things that hurt worse than a silly bee sting. Why are most people, including me, so terrified of them then?
honey yummy…buzzing around…nectar collector..spreading pollen and helping plants move home..such a little thing but with a vicious sting…black and gold..regal colours…kings and QUEENS of the hive.
The bees were coming. The bees were coming. Coming to sting me. Sting my goddamn eyes out. I want them to kill me. Their stingers are giant and they’ll go right through my disgusting huge stomach. Thank god. They’re coming. Coming whether I like it or not. May as well like it.
i’ve never been stung by a bee. i always thought it would hurt very badly and it’s one of my biggest fears well not really…. i have a lot of fears. when i was in hawaii my dad stepped on one and it hurt him, but not as much as it hurt the bee… it’s a pretty sad existence when self defense ends up killing you… poor bee… i think we should take our ability for self defense not for granted… does that make sense? no punctuation oh well poor bees how long do i get for this? pretty purple at the bottom
floating singing yellow and black stinging nettles warm sunshine warmth in general well being and the calm serenity of focusing on a summer’s day and being engrossed and feeling the ticking of grass blades and peace….
It felt good, to lash out like that, at least, at first it did. I felt smug, powerful, on top of the world. But slowly it began to eat at me, the guilt, the feeling that I had done something wrong, that I had gone too far. This must be what it feels like for a bee, I thought, after they’ve stung something, only to have their guts ripped out, fated to die a slow, agonizing death. It was awful, and I was dying inside.
Spelling is clearly a lost art. In days gone by, we competed to see whose mastery of the English language’s irrational nuances was greater. Now we simply use spell-check. The spelling bee is dead. Long live the little red line.
If I were a bee I would go from flower to flower enjoying each sensation it offers. Painted black and yellow many see me as scary but I promise I will cause no harm if you try to bring me to a place where their is happiness. No hitting or swatting, those scare me and my stinger my sting, but I promise I don’t mean to be hurtful
my friend is a beekeeper..they say the honeybee is dying out now…which is incredibly sad. I also have a friend called Bee..she makes great stew and had a lovely daughter she raised on her own. I miss these people.
Laurie Berkner sings a song about bees. It’s really catchy and cute and so wonderfully fun! I haven’t heard the song in a while so I just looked it up on youtube.com. It lifted my spirits. I needed that. I’ve been a little down lately. Hopefully I’ll snap out of it soon. I hate being sick… No, I’m NOT sick!
Bee’s are hardworking insects who are split up into different groups. There are those who gather nectar, those who turn the nectar into honey and those who take care of the larvae. There is only one queen and she is to give birth to new bees. The males’ job is only to mate with the queen bee and those who do so die in the process. Bee’s make honey for themselves to last through the winter.
it follows the flowers like a missionary. spreading the word. spreading its legs. metaphorically. once when I was young I was eating a cupcake and a bee was too and then I was eating a bee eating a cupcake and with its last wish it stung me.
Bees fly in the air, buzzing about and thinking about who to sting next. I pretty much hate bees cuz i’m a scardy cat about getting stung by one.. haha.
Bees. Bees should not be able to fly. But they do it. You know why? Because they don’t let anyone define their limits for them. And neither should I. And neither should you.
I’m through. I know my limits, but I’m not letting anyone else tell me what they are. I’m going to expand them and have fun while I’m doing it.
I’m going to be a bee.
It sting so much. I hate it. The bee sting feels like a nail stabbed into the back of my hand. The fluffy little demon. It killed itself but hurt me so much. I hate it.
beee. beecause thats the best that you could come up with, huh? just choose the most random thing and let our– ap kids– creative energy flow. so what comes to mind? Music: “The Flight of the Bumblebee” and “Buzzin”…. both excellent choices in my opinion, might i add. :D
Just do as the bees do and just be.
Do as the butterflies do and just be free.
Do as the dolphins do and just swim in the sea.
Do as the monkeys do and just climb a tree.
Do all of this and you’ll be as happy as me.
Bee’s are such a small thing that people are so afraid of. If an insect that is so small and insignificant can scare people so badly, what does that say for our bigger fears?
i love this bee, but some people are allergic which is kind of annoying because when the get stung, they swell up like a blueberry
spammage
i cant think of anything else
sorry
-w –
Buzz, buzz, buzz, doctors, hospital, beautiful color, earth, queen! LOVE- summer- happy day. FEAR children, perfume, all that you can do stay away from. buzz, buzz buzz.
bees make honey, honey make sweet, but bees also sting. the world is sweet, but has its sting. this is the paradox of life. Life can be compared to the bee. you live and you feel the pain. at the end. life’s sweet.
I never understood why girls were always so scared of bees. They will be having lunch eating their salads and sandwiches and sipping their lemonade when a innocent harmless insect called a bee flies by and causes all hell to break loose. Screaming and squealing from the female customers at a cafe.
stung me, my favourite ween song. Actually not my fave but certainly the mmost abrasive. I recall hearing it first in the basement suite of a house i shared with a vegan, alcoholic and a couple others. The vegan lived downstairs.
When i was going to six flags for the first time my family stopped at deeny’s for a quick lunch, in the parking lot a bee put it’s little stinger in my finger, that was the pain.
well its an insect and was my school mascot. they are black and yellow and usually have stingers. there are various types, like bumble bees and hornets. if you get stung it hurts like a bitch. they make buzzy noises when they fly. they live in colonies in big honey combs, usually producing honey. there is usually one big queen bee. there are many movies and books based on them. i don’t really like them
“Beee yourself!”
“Shuddup.”
buzzing all day long, flying here and flying there. i saw one once and ran away i saw once once some other day, he came to me that buzzy bee he came to me so i did see and with a smile upon my face this time i did not run away. sat on my hand and smile at me, that buzzy little busy buzzy bee.
We chanted “Bee Mo-vie! Bee Mo-vie!” the whole way to the movie theater. I’ll miss Dan when he moves to Florida.
Bees are neccessary for the pollination of many flowering and fruiting plants. Many experts are concerned about the dying bee population of the world as it could have dire effects on many ecosystems.
Miss Busy Bee is one of my friends on Tumbler, and also is my friend in World of Warcraft. She is the kindest, sweetest young lady that I have met in a long time. I am blessed to have met her and have her in my life.
Bees are hard working creatures. They work in hives, and dedicate their whole lives to their colonies. They show an enormous amount of instinctual drive, dedication, and loyalty. They are also becoming extinct. Large masses of bees have been disappearing, out of no where. This is troublesome because they are a crucial part of the ecosystem.
Bee are the flying insect that collect honey from flowers. Honey is very use full for human body.
one time i ran into the forest and there was a giant bee and it stung all the kids around the place and everyone ran around with their heads cut off and the bee kept buzzing around then soon all of the gnomes were agitated and they all became numb to the stings of the bees and that’s how i became the president of the united states.
insect
I have a huge fear of bee’s once when I was young I attended summer camp. I ended up accidently stepping on an under grown bees nest and was stung over 250 times. I now have a huge phobia in which I dont believe I will ever get over.
I guess on the bight side bees make good honey.
Clarisse wasn’t particularly familiar with the bug (the insect, the creature? She couldn’t even label the thing properly), but familiarity wasn’t a problem for the bee. It hovered over her skin, and caressed her neck. That one fatal sting, a bite, and Clarisse was dead.
Bees are kind of scary creatures. Ive always been afraid of them, even though Im not allerigic and in reality there a million things that hurt worse than a silly bee sting. Why are most people, including me, so terrified of them then?
honey yummy…buzzing around…nectar collector..spreading pollen and helping plants move home..such a little thing but with a vicious sting…black and gold..regal colours…kings and QUEENS of the hive.
bumble bee, flying, buzzing
who are you going to bee?
he doesn’t know anymore than me
The bees were coming. The bees were coming. Coming to sting me. Sting my goddamn eyes out. I want them to kill me. Their stingers are giant and they’ll go right through my disgusting huge stomach. Thank god. They’re coming. Coming whether I like it or not. May as well like it.
i’ve never been stung by a bee. i always thought it would hurt very badly and it’s one of my biggest fears well not really…. i have a lot of fears. when i was in hawaii my dad stepped on one and it hurt him, but not as much as it hurt the bee… it’s a pretty sad existence when self defense ends up killing you… poor bee… i think we should take our ability for self defense not for granted… does that make sense? no punctuation oh well poor bees how long do i get for this? pretty purple at the bottom
floating singing yellow and black stinging nettles warm sunshine warmth in general well being and the calm serenity of focusing on a summer’s day and being engrossed and feeling the ticking of grass blades and peace….
It felt good, to lash out like that, at least, at first it did. I felt smug, powerful, on top of the world. But slowly it began to eat at me, the guilt, the feeling that I had done something wrong, that I had gone too far. This must be what it feels like for a bee, I thought, after they’ve stung something, only to have their guts ripped out, fated to die a slow, agonizing death. It was awful, and I was dying inside.
Spelling is clearly a lost art. In days gone by, we competed to see whose mastery of the English language’s irrational nuances was greater. Now we simply use spell-check. The spelling bee is dead. Long live the little red line.
If I were a bee I would go from flower to flower enjoying each sensation it offers. Painted black and yellow many see me as scary but I promise I will cause no harm if you try to bring me to a place where their is happiness. No hitting or swatting, those scare me and my stinger my sting, but I promise I don’t mean to be hurtful
my friend is a beekeeper..they say the honeybee is dying out now…which is incredibly sad. I also have a friend called Bee..she makes great stew and had a lovely daughter she raised on her own. I miss these people.
Bees sting me, but they also make honey. They also wear cool jackets. I want one. It would be warm. Warm and covered and honey!! best idea ever.
Laurie Berkner sings a song about bees. It’s really catchy and cute and so wonderfully fun! I haven’t heard the song in a while so I just looked it up on youtube.com. It lifted my spirits. I needed that. I’ve been a little down lately. Hopefully I’ll snap out of it soon. I hate being sick… No, I’m NOT sick!
I am a busy bee. a honey bee is the sweetest thing for me. all i want to be is to have a love bee to sit beside me.
to be or not to be? i really dont know now because time has already change and all of it have been really really really good for me.
I am a bee in itself
Bee’s are hardworking insects who are split up into different groups. There are those who gather nectar, those who turn the nectar into honey and those who take care of the larvae. There is only one queen and she is to give birth to new bees. The males’ job is only to mate with the queen bee and those who do so die in the process. Bee’s make honey for themselves to last through the winter.
or not to bee. personally I think wasps are very underated and why does nobody talk about them the way they do about bees.
it follows the flowers like a missionary. spreading the word. spreading its legs. metaphorically. once when I was young I was eating a cupcake and a bee was too and then I was eating a bee eating a cupcake and with its last wish it stung me.
Bees fly in the air, buzzing about and thinking about who to sting next. I pretty much hate bees cuz i’m a scardy cat about getting stung by one.. haha.
Bees. Bees should not be able to fly. But they do it. You know why? Because they don’t let anyone define their limits for them. And neither should I. And neither should you.
I’m through. I know my limits, but I’m not letting anyone else tell me what they are. I’m going to expand them and have fun while I’m doing it.
I’m going to be a bee.
It sting so much. I hate it. The bee sting feels like a nail stabbed into the back of my hand. The fluffy little demon. It killed itself but hurt me so much. I hate it.
beee. beecause thats the best that you could come up with, huh? just choose the most random thing and let our– ap kids– creative energy flow. so what comes to mind? Music: “The Flight of the Bumblebee” and “Buzzin”…. both excellent choices in my opinion, might i add. :D
Just do as the bees do and just be.
Do as the butterflies do and just be free.
Do as the dolphins do and just swim in the sea.
Do as the monkeys do and just climb a tree.
Do all of this and you’ll be as happy as me.
Bee’s are such a small thing that people are so afraid of. If an insect that is so small and insignificant can scare people so badly, what does that say for our bigger fears?