Snakes and bees. Nope, nope, nope! The closest I've come to dying is when I was driving on a busy highway and noticed a bee was in my car.
2 Go ahead and mock me. I don't care. I choose life! They are spawned from hell.
The worst are those demon wasps with the evil legs all hanging down when they're checking me out. I know the schemes they have. They have no plans for me to prosper. I ran into some sort of nest while mowing our lawn when I was about 10, and they went thug on me. It was a gang style ambush. They knew I'd be there, and they waited with their legs all hanging.
Bees and their honey are like the songs of sirens out on the ocean. It's all part of the plan to lure me in and unleash their evil.