“Could you bring me some Nectar? I’m highly Thirsty,” I asked her yesterday.
“I’ll bee with you in a Moment,” she said.
I still haven’t gotten any Nectar.

Two days ago, I asked her, “I’m dangerously hungry. Can I have some Honey?”
“I don’t know,” she said, “CAN you?”
So I said, “MAY I have some Honey?”
And she said, “That’s better. I’ll bee with you in a Moment.”
I also haven’t gotten any Honey. I’m starving.

Geeeeeeeze. How did she even get this job?

I gotta’ get outta here, but I’m stuck, and the only thing I can do is to lie here and keep watching that Intensive Personal Anti-Disorganisation and Inter-Bee Sensitivity Mostly-Live Streaming Seminar. I’m on Hour 29, Part 54, Section 8, Part 17, Chapter 2, Sub-Section Bee - and it’s not getting even slightly more Interesting. I’m not sure if I have it in me to finish the 3 hours and 33 parts left in this thing. It’s incredibly Boring…not that there’s anything else to do while I’m just lying here. There isn’t.

Seriously now, I gotta get outta here. These bandages are itching like crazy, and beesides beeing Hungry and Thirsty, I really need to go to the Bathroom in a Big Way. And for what it’s worth, I’m more than Completely Sure that I’m Thoroughly Healed Up after that Highly Unpleasant Or Else-ing I got from the Snark Brothers, mostly. I should bee able to leave now.

I wonder if Orderly Beeson might consider helping me out here. Maybee he could help me get in touch with my lawyer, S.O.Bee, and maybee he could help me get the hell outta here already. At this point, I’m pretty sure my Rights are beeing Violated and is that Acceptable? No, it isn’t.

I’m pretty sure his shift starts sometime on Saturday, so I guess I’ll just hafta’ wait.

So I’m gonna do that.

Let’s all bee highly careful out there.