Bee
When I was five years old, my best friend dared me to catch a bee. It was springtime, and there were lots of flowers. Mistaking bees for balls, my friend's slobber-mouthed German Shepherd had been catching bees for weeks. What did the swollen-lipped dog know that we didn't?

My friend demonstrated how to do it by catching a bee, suddenly screaming in agony, and running home with his dog. Curious about his reaction, and all alone now, I caught a bee as well, and ran home in agony too.
(Perv With A Dog had his eyes pecked out by scrub jays on, Wed 7 Nov 2007, 23:22, 2 replies)

Bee-autiful story
It gave me a buzz reading that.
( chart cat has an itch, Wed 7 Nov 2007, 23:35, closed)

Chart cat...
...get out!

*calls taxi for chart cat*
( The Pollitt chooses to listen to Enya on, Thu 8 Nov 2007, 9:20, closed)