A flock of bees was flying south for the winter.
At one point, some of them had to go to the bathroom.
So they stopped in at a BP station.
However, one bee had to go so badly that
he ran across the street to the Esso station.
The rest of the bees got angry because…
there’s always one Esso Bee in every bunch.
It’s a sign of healthy detachment, this ability to laugh at your self.
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I’m trying. Ha ha ha ha….sigh.
That kitty pic always makes me laugh.
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No bee stings…but food spills? 😉
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Yeah. In fact, one of my favorite shirts is now stained despite my best efforts. And yesterday I poked myself in the eye while getting dressed.
But no bee stings!
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Bee stings reminded me if this joke…
A flock of bees was flying south for the winter.
At one point, some of them had to go to the bathroom.
So they stopped in at a BP station.
However, one bee had to go so badly that
he ran across the street to the Esso station.
The rest of the bees got angry because…
there’s always one Esso Bee in every bunch.
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Re: Bee stings reminded me if this joke…
HA! Good one!
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so funny… I am a spiller!
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I tell Zippy to just take a spoonful of whatever he’s eating and shoot it at his shirt. You know, get it over with so he can enjoy the meal.
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Poor Agnes! I’ve had a few days like that myself this month — though like you, thankfully minus the bees.
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Sorry you’re struggling this way, too, Amy. Glad you haven’t had the bee issue. You could deflect them with a chive. Back, back!
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