I was having a great day at ACS last week, happy to be inside an air conditioned place instead of melting and leaving puddles in my wake, when I suddenly received a frantic text message from My Andy.
See if you can figure out what happened.
"Illustration" by Bee
One sunny but showery day, Andy was out admiring the flowers when he was attacked by a swarm of strange miniature alien spaceships. As if that wasn't enough, at that very moment a vicious orange-headed snake rose up and started to hiss furiously.
ReplyDeleteDespite all this, Andy kept his cool long enough to text a message to his wife saying that he might be back late as something had come up. Meanwhile the snake ate all of the strange miniature aliens, and then promptly exploded.
If only Andy had got photographic evidence of the alien attack instead of texting Bee, he would now be rich and famous.
BWAHAHAHAHA!!!
ReplyDeleteThanks Brian. Bee should hire you to do Andy's PR.
ReplyDeleteOops.
ReplyDeleteThey were really thirsty, Bee!
I would have looked exactly like that. Only in a fetal position. Crying. Witing for the sweet release of death.
ReplyDeleteWait, what's Witing?
ReplyDeletetell Andy to toughen up. I mean really what are a few hundred bee stings really?
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