A demonstration in the difference between Men and Women.

Bees

The dogwood tree on our front porch is full of bees… they’re either eating the fruit or, perhaps, burying their eggs in it. As I was passing underneath the tree, one of the critters dropped down the back of my neck and stung me on my back. When I informed Nancy, her response was “Oh, poor baby!”

When I told the guys working on our garage to be careful about walking underneath the tree, one of them asked me if I’d gotten stung. When I told him I had, indeed, been on the wrong end of a bee, he grinned and said “Saweeet!”