Daa dada da der. I'm a cop. I'm on the case ... OK holdall ... what do you mean carrier bag? There's been another colony collapse. I'm investigating. Looks like an inside job - some worker bee did a smelly number two near the queen and she ordered an evacuation. Must have been a dodgy curry pollen the night before. Yeah.
I keep the streets clean - no bees cut loose in my patch. Zero tolerance on intoxication from fermenting overripe plums. Bees on my watch need to be the bees knees behaviour-wise. Bee-tween you and me I get a buzz outta laying the lawn down - so I can practice grassing up.
Friday, 14 August 2009
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