At the bar last night I tried to use a bee dance to attract some lovers. I zigged, I zagged, I buzzed to and fro. The women still had a dark place in their hearts for me. A cowboy shoved me and called me UnAmerican. A dog snarled. I was stripped naked and run out of the joint. And I ran to the woods and did another dance. Minutes later the bar was filled with angry bees and I was a ball of laughter and pheromones.
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