Buzzy would never be accepted by the other

Buzzy would never be accepted by the other bees in the hive. He found it a waste of time to fly from flower to flower everyday. Besides, he hated honey. No, he LOVED meat, even
Road kill...yep, the little squirrels and bunnies that never make it across the street. Buzzy was an odd bee. Once he even had a party for all of his little bee-buddies and served
oxycotin laced sex on the beach drinks. All his bee buddies were really buzzed. Buzzy put his yellow jacket on and announced
that he was going whorenet hunting. Buzzy was the best whorenet hunter in the hive, although he was quite bumble about it. "Whoze goin wid me?" he asked his buzzed drones.
"Itz shall be I, Zieneth, the nose-pincher," proclaimed the nearest bumblebee drone, standing tall and strong. "Fantastic, we shall leave at once!" Buzzy announced and buzzed off
without so much as a shimmy, let alone a bee dance. In the control tower, Stripey watched an unidentified flying object pass through their air space. Touching two antenae together
and eliciting a howl of disappointment from the den, where the larvae huddled around the tv watching Sweet Genius, Stripey raised the hive's shields: "We've got 20 perr-sent, Jim!
The other 80 percent of the hive was sleeping. They could not be disturbed. Jim said "We have to wait about 24 hours." John Cage, the hive's owner, had told us the bees sleep time.
4:33. Tammy looked at her watch. It was 4:20 so she stepped outside for something. We found her at 7:13 wading in the water outside the ocean. She said the Rapture had taken it.
She began singing "Every Grain of Sand." I knew time was passing on, but she had such a lovely voice. So I sat and listened. By eventide, she was done. I knew she was the one.

Started: 2012-11-02 15:31:00
Finished: 2017-01-15 16:59:13

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