Allow me to say this publically. Steve, you’re a jerk!
Steve sends me a message entitled “Neat story.” He tells me I would really be interested in this, it’s good. I open it, and what do I see? Another story about a fucking bee beard! But this one wasn’t just a bee beard, it was a bee head! This crazed fellow was walking around with 4 and a half pounds of bees on his face *and* head for 45 minutes. Oh wait, he wasn’t just walking, he was dancing! And he only got stung on the hand and the eyelid. The eyelid!
Somebody tell me. Were there bees near his ears? Just writing the words “bees near his ears” caused goose-bumps to appear everywhere.
Steve just loves watching me freak out. Asshole! He reeled me in like all those virus writers do to people by saying “This is good, you’ll want to see this,” and I fell for it, hook, line and sinker!