I hate bees. Or maybe wasps, I really can't tell them apart. I probably hate both.
I was clearing bad apples from our apple trees when a bee dropped from somewhere straight into my sleeve, and stung my wrist. I didn't even move, and still it stung me. One millimetre to the right and it would have hit a big vein, too. Now my wrist is red and slightly
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