Beeeeees!
Once upon a time, long long ago, I was staying up at my Aunt's farm in Enniskillen. Was playing outside when I spied myself a bee. Now, I'd like to say this was my first encounter with such an insect and thus make my actions seem less stupid, but alas no, I'd been stung by one not long before as it was attracted to my lovely flowery shorts and took a disliking to me pinching it.
ANYWAY I found a piece of plastic sheet lying about and thought "Hmmm I wonder what could happen if I slap the bee with this!" Took me about 10 minutes to actually make contact as it was rather high up (yes that's right, I was a little trooper!) and needless to say said bee was none to happy and took to chasing me inside the house and into my room, where I thought I'd lost it until I felt it crawling UNDER my t-shirt and stinging me on the shoulder. Ow. Painy painy pain followed.

Also, again on a farm, I tried to feed this cow some grass and it started licking my hand. "Oooo-er" thought I and skampered off only to be chased across the field by a heard of about 20 cows, with the one with a newly aquired taste for flesh leading the stampede (we were both on opposite sides of a fence, but still didn't stop teh fear!)



No.
(Chiligrrl WHERE'S MAH DUBLOONS, Fri 3 Jun 2005, 16:09, Reply)