I had the giggles yesterday. I could not stop laughing.
Why did I have the giggles? Because of this face:
Did my sleepwalking mother get a little violent last night? The answer is no.
The truth is, a bumble bee got the best of him. My dad was stung by a bee on his eye & had an allergic reaction. (One of the houses that he bought to fix up for work was infested with bees. He took matters into his own hands to terminate the bees, and well, got stung.)
I think the reason was this is so funny is because junior year the same thing happened to me. Dad had a great idea to put his own children to work being beekeepers. Not knowing what we were getting ourselves into, we approached the beehive not properly dressed with protective gear. We were completely naive and not expecting the next thing that was about to happen.
The bees chased me.
They got stuck in my hair.
I ran like a crazy person down the street screaming in panic.
Dad and James rolled on the grass laughing at me.
And I got stung on my chin.
Apparently, bumble bees and my family do not mix.
The giggles will last until the over-weight chinese man turns back into my normal looking dad.
Too funny.
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