I was going fast on a motorcycle and a big bee hit my chest and fell into my shirt pocket. It stung me through the shirt. I pulled the shirt away and looked down under my shirt and thought it was gone, and kept going. It stung me again in the same place, man did it hurt. I drove right up into someone’s front yard on the perfect new grass. Jumped off the bike threw my helmet off and ripped off my shirt. It took me a couple of minutes to figure out that the bee was in my shirt pocket.
I tried whipping the shirt on the ground, the bike, etc. The bee was still buzzing...I finally figured out that I had to turn the shirt inside out and knock the bee out. It took a couple of minutes to get that right. First I figured I would smash the shirt on the ground with my helmet to kill/stun the bee. Finally I got the bee out, it was still alive. I stomped on it for a long time and it still did not get squashed on the soft grass.

While I am standing there looking at the bee, I hear people laughing and talking.....


I look up at the house, and on the front porch was a huge wedding party and the guests all watching me and laughing their brains out............