I was walking through the forest then I tripped

I was walking through the forest then I tripped on what I thought was a stone, but it was rat.

Actually it was a stone rat, not a statue, but a living stone rat. It was huge, about the size of a miniature rhino, if the rhino was chow chow sized. The rat said, "FLESHY HUMAN,

You disturb the tomb of the Rat god. Beware, the Rat god cometh!" The stony statue come alive had enough of time gnawing it. It would do the gnawing. The human ran into the forest

, with the giant, upright rat in hot pursuit. He climbed a tree, only to come face to face with the rat. In a desperate bid, he plugged a dormant beehive into His Ratship's mouth.

In winter, honeybees form a protective huddle around the queen and shiver to keep the center a balmy 80 degrees. They rotate their positions so one worker bee never gets too cold a

for the stingee is severe. For at precisely 80.192836419421291 degrees a bee's stinger gets a POWER UP and upgrades to a spreader stinger, doing three times the normal damage.

then the big giant chicken ate your mom and threw it up all over the water bed

The water bed was very stinky

The end....