No, really. I’d probably be almost catatonic:
(Via Glenn Reynolds, who very nicely noticed the site yesterday. Thanks, Glenn!)
My father kept bees, and taught me all about it. Once you put the suit on and dig in a hive once, you realize that it’s not all that bad. Even getting stung once or twice doesn’t compare with the joy of ingesting unfettered mouthfuls of pure, pollinated fructose.
Top of the frigging food chain, we are.
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