Stop flying, you fool
Bumblebees are the most idiotic creation.
They are thicker than a politician’s wallet.
For once, the weather isn’t bad here. I have the French doors open beside me [I got them in Ireland. I don’t know why they are called French], so I can enjoy the sound of the birds, and the builders.
Flies and wasps are sensible. They know where they belong. In the garden. Not so, the bumblebees. They are queuing to fly in through the open doors.
So here is a message for all bumblebees:
If you must fly in my doors, could you please go out the same way. There is NO POINT in thwacking yourself off the windows. You will not get out that way.
When I try to help you by carrying you to the door on a piece of paper will you please not abuse my consideration by suddenly flying back to thwack yourself off the windows again.
If you must thwack off the windows, could you please avoid the spiders web above my head. I am getting tired of the buzzing. You sound like a demented dentist.
Have you not heard that aeronautical engineers have studied you, and your wing-area to body-mass is all wrong. You are unable to fly.
So buzz off, and stop annoying me.
Yeah, but they’re aptly named though. They just bumble along, they’re like the harmless drunks of the insect world, unlike wasps who are the skinhead facist bootboys.
I completely agree. I’d never kill a bumblebee, or a bee for that matter.
The only thing in the [non-human] world that is fair game is wasps. I love the crunch they make.
While I swore never to write comments on any blog again, I can’t just sit here and let you insult bumblebees.
They’re fat, hairy, make loud buzzing noises, and can’t fit into the flowers that they take the nectar from. In short they are insect comedians.
Unlike flies, who seem to believe that glass is some kind of translucent forcefield with a magic gap in it somewhere, which means they will fly about the window until they find it.
In that respect, flies are like Ricky Gervias. They just don;t know when to fucking give up.
All I am saying is that they are a bit dim. I love ’em. They look furry and cuddly [but I wouldn’t advise a cuddle].
Anyway, it’s worth an implied insult to get you commenting again DC.
Go DC. Now visit me or I’ll visit you. I love Bumble Bees they’ve inspired concertos for Christ’s sake. They are freaks of nature that deserve capture and release no matte how stupid they are. (mmm . . I know people like that . . .)
Oh Good Grief!! Everyone is taking me up wrong on this.
I love bumblebees too! That’s why I find it so frustrating that when I carefully try to save them they keep flying in the wrong direction.
They are the Labradors of the insect world.