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That is not a good way to wake up.
I come in here to check my mail like I do every morning, and I hear a weird noise. Look around, nothing. Figure I must be imagining it, turn back to the computer--
And a minute later I look up and see a bumblebee hovering around my light.
I didn't know I could move that fast, especially before 6 a.m.
So I tear downstairs and send Chris up here to kill it, and a few moments later he opens the door and tells me there's nothing in here. Now neither of us can find it. Probably because the stupid thing is lying in wait for me.
I come in here to check my mail like I do every morning, and I hear a weird noise. Look around, nothing. Figure I must be imagining it, turn back to the computer--
And a minute later I look up and see a bumblebee hovering around my light.
I didn't know I could move that fast, especially before 6 a.m.
So I tear downstairs and send Chris up here to kill it, and a few moments later he opens the door and tells me there's nothing in here. Now neither of us can find it. Probably because the stupid thing is lying in wait for me.
