SO ANYWAY i can't remember if i told you all that one of the rooms upstairs has honey bees living in the wall. Just. Living in there. Hanging out. Makin' honey. Our landlord is like, "Are they bothering you? No? We're just going to leave the bees." OKAY! I guess that's it then.

So those fucking bees have been quiet all winter, but the other day I went in for a nap in that room and holy fuck I thought some mower was on outside, but nope! Just a bunch of fucking bees in the wall! Hangin out! Makin honey! Anyone want some bees? We've apparently got a lot!

ME: *desperately searching the internet* DO BEES DESTROY THE STRUCTURAL INTEGRITY OF A HOUSE

THE INTERNET: No....

ME: Guess we're stuck with the bees

So I go into that room and just lie there in bed listening to the hum of thousands of fucking honeybees in the wall and wondering HOW MUCH HONEY IS IN THERE. ALL THESE BEES. SO MUCH HONEY. IN MY WALL.

Mr May is all, "We should get a home bee kit and entice the bees away from the house."

I was like, "I AM NOT A BEEKEEPER"

MR MAY: WHAT IF............you were?
ME: NO
MR MAY: think of the honey
ME:

People are like, "Just have a beekeeper extract the hive!"

y'all that fucking hive isn't getting out of there unless you knock the wall down and cover yourself in the honey of a thousand bees, that is not happening

ANYWAY guess we're gonna live with bees for the time being (bee-ing? )

(Not looking for advice, but if that changes, I'll ask!)