This has got to be the worst Halloween party ever. I mean, sure, they have all the Dr. Pepper you could ever want, but I'm still looking at Nerf bee here and thinking I wouldn't pollinate with her no matter how clean her kitchen is.
There used to be lots of bees everywhere but now there's only two or three left. And when those last bees die, that's it—the end of the world. Because bees make apples and grass and corn and without them the whole food chain is going to be destroyed and farmers will go bankrupt and nobody will have anything to eat and it'll be like The Grapes of Wrath except it will be called The Bees of Wrath.
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Take me to yer beeder!
I'd hit it.
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