Maybe he didn't fly off because he was being a responsible aviator and observing the "8 hours bottle to throttle" rule.
The Apocritans have been friendly lately. A bee landed on my arm at the Highland Games and just stayed there. I eventually, gently, shooed him away, only to discover that a wasp had attached itself to my shirt and was clinging there. He was asked to leave immediately, but still gently.
It was a windy day, so I assume they were sheltering.
So, um ...
ReplyDeleteWhat do you do with a drunken insect?
🎵”Fish him out with an 8-inch Kabar…”🎵
ReplyDelete:-D
ReplyDeleteMaybe he didn't fly off because he was being a responsible aviator and observing the "8 hours bottle to throttle" rule.
The Apocritans have been friendly lately. A bee landed on my arm at the Highland Games and just stayed there. I eventually, gently, shooed him away, only to discover that a wasp had attached itself to my shirt and was clinging there. He was asked to leave immediately, but still gently.
It was a windy day, so I assume they were sheltering.
Then "put him in the brig until he's sober, earlie in th'mornin'"
ReplyDeleteSounds like the Irishman who drowned in a vat of whisky, and had to get out twice to relieve himself.
ReplyDeleteTerrible. Where's PETA when we need 'em?
ReplyDeleteExcept I have it on good authority that yellow jackets aren't particularly tasty animals, so maybe PETA doesn't care.
My father, though, wouldn't have fished out of his soda--"That's flavor."
Eric Hines