Every since I can remember my grandpa has always raised bees during the summer. I am a huge fan of Bees, I think they are the prettiest animal out there and love to look at them. This summer I had the genius idea to walk down and look at them. In all my years I have done this never have I been stung, or bothered by them, but this time was different.
As I started walking through the bee area, a couple bees started to swarm me so I swated at one…. and got stung right in the side of my ring finger. As i was trying to pull the stinger out I was still getting swarmed and another bee flew into my hair. On instinct I tried to swat it out of my hair with the same hand with the stinger already in it. As soon as I put my hand in my hair the bee stung me. IN THE SAME EXACT SPOT. So now I had two stingers stung in finger (I didn’t mean for that to rhyme).
At that point I finally decided it would be a good idea to get out of there, so I took off and ran to my house. At my house my hand was already swelling up to the size of one of those medical gloves after you blow in it. I tried for 20 minutes to pull the two stingers out, and finally got them, but the hand was getting fat. I took some diphenhydramine for the swelling, and took a fat nap.
Now this is the funny part, after waking up the next day my hand still swollen, I realized I had my Miss Ridgeland pictures.You can probably already guess, but I had hands the size of Hulk for these photos. Most of my friends still think this is hilarious and like look at this pictures for the fun of it. Enjoy!!! because I sure didn’t.
Who Knew What a Few Idiots Could do 