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I was sitting staring into space thinking

  • I was sitting staring into space thinking about all the dead bees. Suddenly I made the decision to do something about it. I jumped up and pulled on my trousers. Pausing only to gra
  • b a honeycomb from my beehive. Little knowing the queen had crawled there to die. I munched on it intent on fighting Colony Collapse Disorder when she pumped me full of pheromones.
  • I decided to take a break from "relationships." After what happened to the other guys in this hive, it seemed like a good idea. The queen was pushing her love stink all around
  • and it seemed like every bee in the place was trying to get near her. Not me. I wasn't falling for that old trick again. The queen looked over and noticed my defiance. "Send me
  • that bee!!!" She demanded. The worker bees grabbed my antennae and yanked me to her. "Your Royal Highness?" I bowed. "Give me children!" She ordered. I tried to fly away but
  • but with her swollen abdomen she encased me in her folds. I buzzed and struggled, but to no avail. So a smothering death is was to be my end. But then she loosened her grip and whi
  • Le she did that, another line of a folding story was squirted out, like ointment. Thus the randomness of this line I fold now has cat hair all over it. My cat folds stories too!
  • Then she covers them in kitty litter whether she is dead or alive. Every single time. Regardless of dilation. I took a cat's whisker and set a fine Captain's table. I polished my m
  • -anhood until it shone, but she covered that in kitty litter, too. Arrrggghhh. Wif me head hanging low, I went to the poop deck for a poop. It, too, was covered in kitty litter.
  • I looked everywhere, searching desperately for a spot, circling, mewling. Finally, I just squatted where I stood &.... Ah, relief! She screamed & threw me overboard. 8 lives left.
Started
2013-08-23 17:54:13
Finished
2017-12-02 08:58:27

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