(Don't mind the nasty dirt and stuff -- it's obviously been a while since I've done laundry...)
I can handle most bugs, but bees: no. freaking. way. I don't do bees. A very bad experience as a child.
The weird thing was is that it was already dead when I got home. I sat there staring at it for like 10 minutes deciding whether or not to try and poke it. I am that much of a wuss. I wonder if it gave up on trying to get out of my house (especially since there's no windows in my laundry room...) and died. Sucks for the bee.
I'm sorry if I grossed you out, but seriously, this grossed ME out.
Have a great day!
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There was one of those flying around my kitchen a couple weeks ago. I ran it out of here with a broom. It's buzz was sooooo loud!
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