In Which I Unrepentantly Slaughter Thousands

Well, not personally. But I stood by and watched.

The Murderous Hornet Man came, he saw, he murdered hornets. Look, in this picture, all those hornet are dead, dead, dead. He was very excited about his hornet-murdering product. It was a DUST. It had freeze-y properties. Or something. I was not excited about the dust.

I WAS very excited when I imagined a man in a bee suit thrashing around in my azaleas. I wanted him to wear a Bee Suit. To protect him, OF COURSE. But a little bit of me wanted h...