Hey, I remember one “bee-gal” who used to chase the Bloody Red Baron all over the skies on the roof of his doghouse! So, yeah, party-pooping Spidey, don’t harsh their buzz! I dig it!
It also reminds me of a Enneagram retreat I heard about once, where the leader divided the group into their types. All the groups did fine: one set was busily following the rules, the next were helping each other, the third were all reading up to understand—except the one group that were all miserable because they all wanted to be special, not just like everyone else in the group. . . .
Rakkav over 13 years ago
The Trickster has retired and become a literary critic. How the mighty hath fallen.
Sisyphos over 13 years ago
Hey, I remember one “bee-gal” who used to chase the Bloody Red Baron all over the skies on the roof of his doghouse! So, yeah, party-pooping Spidey, don’t harsh their buzz! I dig it!
bdaverin over 13 years ago
Glory Bee to the whistles, and the booms, and the chrysanthemums…
reverence over 13 years ago
Well said, SS55. Another exceptional calssic.
runar over 13 years ago
Are Glory Bees any relation to Blessed Bees?
whitecarabao over 13 years ago
Amen!
Coyoty Premium Member over 13 years ago
Wouldn’t work. We’d spend all our time trying to out-trick each other, like Spy vs. Spy. Or in the cases of Anansi and Inktomi, Spider vs. Spider.
bmonk over 13 years ago
It also reminds me of a Enneagram retreat I heard about once, where the leader divided the group into their types. All the groups did fine: one set was busily following the rules, the next were helping each other, the third were all reading up to understand—except the one group that were all miserable because they all wanted to be special, not just like everyone else in the group. . . .