Well, I just came from my Editor’s Office. I was highly glad I could finally deliver the Reasonably Reasonable Negotiated Terms of the Settlement that BigFoot and I worked out which included the Fairly Sizeable Tab from Lousy Louie’s.

“You’re joking, right?” My Editor said when he looked over the Tab. “During your Negotiations, you consumed 387 Allegedly Bottomless Nectar Fizzes, and 193.5 orders of Honey-Smothered Pollen Puffs?? How is that even possible?” He seemed upset.

“They were difficult Negotiations,” I told him.

He just gave me one of those Suspicious Looks of his (you know the ones) and threw the Tab on his Desk. 

“And what else?” he asked me.

I gave him a copy of the “Terms of Fair and Equitable Negotiated Settlement” that BigFoot had so kindly provided, and which I had signed. He seemed to take a hugely long time reading the list. Every once in awhile, he’d let out an Aggravated Buzz then give me an Aggravated Look, but finally, he put the Document down on his Desk and said, “Fine.”

So that’s that. My Editor’s going to publish a Special Pull-Out Section of the Bee Times Gazette Journal Record...and Online News, and pay the Food and Beverage Tab from Lousy Louie’s (which means BigFoot can finally go back home and get back to doing whatever the hell he was doing beefore this whole mess started).

As for me, I can... I think I’m gonna… maybee I should… . Actually, I’m not sure what I’m gonna do at this Juncture. I’ve been so buzzy with the Census, BigFoot’s Frivolous Lawsuit, and the Negotiations, I haven’t had a chance to think about what I’m gonna do.

I looked at my Editor and asked,  “So what am I supposed to do now?”

“You don’t know?” he asked me.

“No, I don’t,” I said, “if I knew, I wouldn’t ask, probably.”

“I would suggest you find out,” he said.

“And what’s that? Find out what?” I asked him.  I needed to know.

My Editor just kind of looked at me and said, “Far bee it from me to tell you what you should already know, bee, but if you don’t, I would Strongly Suggest you go find out - Or Else. Now get out of Office.”

So I did that, and now, I guess I’m just gonna go try to find out whatever the hell it is that I apparently don’t know but probably should. 

Let’s all bee Highly Careful out there!