Georgie shares more of his harrowing experience in Zanzibar...
12/08/15 09:53
So, as I was saying, I had just gotten to Africa was just about to go find out where they filmed the movie I’ll bee reviewing on Friday. I was just minding my own buzziness, when all of a sudden I was approached by two, relatively large and not particularly friendly Guard Bees.
They said, “Show us your papers.”
“Papers?” I asked them. I figured they had mistaken me for whomever’s responsible for delivering newspapers to everybody in Africa.
When I told them I didn’t have any papers, they told me to come with them.
So I did that.
They took me to a little room and started asking me why I was there, who I was and stuff like that, so I told them. (I’m surprised, actually, they didn’t recognise me. I’m becoming quite famous, you know.) They didn’t seem overly satisfied with what I was able to tell them, so they told me to “wait here”, so I waited there.
When they came back, they told me that they suspected me of beeing a Killer Bee who was trying to infiltrate their local population, that they didn’t approve of stuff like that, and that I had to stay with them, which was something I didn’t wanna do.
“I’m not a Killer Bee,” I told them. “I mean, you can tell just by looking at me.”
“Killer Bees can bee very clever,” they said.
“I’m not that clever,” I said, “so am I free to go?”
“No,” they said. “You are to bee transported to Prison Island, where you will remain until your identity - and your intentions - have been established.”
In the meantime, they provided me with a lawyer who kept telling me, “You’re facing serious charges here and could end up in a cell for the rest of your life, but I’m sure if we can convince the Court that this has just been a large misunderstanding, we’ll bee able to get you out of here and on your way back to where you beelong in a few days. Probably.”
I asked if I could send a Buzz•O•Gram™ and my lawyer told me, “Yes, but only one and make it short,” so I did that. (I hope you got it the other day.)
So after I sent that off, the Guard Bees wrapped my wings together with some very uncomfortable rubber bands, they took me to Prison Island and put me in what turned out to bee a surprisingly spacious and luxurious Suite with a fairly nice view of the water. (Evidently, they’ve been doing a bunch of remodelling on Prison Island, so that was a good thing.) Still, they locked the door so I couldn’t leave.
As they were walking away, I told them and my lawyer to please get back to me as soon as they could about all the confusion. (I still needed to go do that research for my next movie review.)
“No buzzing!” they said, then they left.
They kept me there for what seemed a very long time, until something highly amazing happened.
I’m sure you want to know the rest of the story, but I just don’t have time to tell you right now. There’s somebody at the window, so I gotta go see who it is - then I need to get to work on my movie review for Friday. (I haven’t even watched the movie I’m reviewing yet, which - as every highly qualified movie critic knows - is an important part of writing a review.)
Okay then. Whoever’s at the window seems to bee very impatient, so I gotta go.
I hope you have an amazingly festive day!
I’ll see ya’ later!
They said, “Show us your papers.”
“Papers?” I asked them. I figured they had mistaken me for whomever’s responsible for delivering newspapers to everybody in Africa.
When I told them I didn’t have any papers, they told me to come with them.
So I did that.
They took me to a little room and started asking me why I was there, who I was and stuff like that, so I told them. (I’m surprised, actually, they didn’t recognise me. I’m becoming quite famous, you know.) They didn’t seem overly satisfied with what I was able to tell them, so they told me to “wait here”, so I waited there.
When they came back, they told me that they suspected me of beeing a Killer Bee who was trying to infiltrate their local population, that they didn’t approve of stuff like that, and that I had to stay with them, which was something I didn’t wanna do.
“I’m not a Killer Bee,” I told them. “I mean, you can tell just by looking at me.”
“Killer Bees can bee very clever,” they said.
“I’m not that clever,” I said, “so am I free to go?”
“No,” they said. “You are to bee transported to Prison Island, where you will remain until your identity - and your intentions - have been established.”
In the meantime, they provided me with a lawyer who kept telling me, “You’re facing serious charges here and could end up in a cell for the rest of your life, but I’m sure if we can convince the Court that this has just been a large misunderstanding, we’ll bee able to get you out of here and on your way back to where you beelong in a few days. Probably.”
I asked if I could send a Buzz•O•Gram™ and my lawyer told me, “Yes, but only one and make it short,” so I did that. (I hope you got it the other day.)
So after I sent that off, the Guard Bees wrapped my wings together with some very uncomfortable rubber bands, they took me to Prison Island and put me in what turned out to bee a surprisingly spacious and luxurious Suite with a fairly nice view of the water. (Evidently, they’ve been doing a bunch of remodelling on Prison Island, so that was a good thing.) Still, they locked the door so I couldn’t leave.
As they were walking away, I told them and my lawyer to please get back to me as soon as they could about all the confusion. (I still needed to go do that research for my next movie review.)
“No buzzing!” they said, then they left.
They kept me there for what seemed a very long time, until something highly amazing happened.
I’m sure you want to know the rest of the story, but I just don’t have time to tell you right now. There’s somebody at the window, so I gotta go see who it is - then I need to get to work on my movie review for Friday. (I haven’t even watched the movie I’m reviewing yet, which - as every highly qualified movie critic knows - is an important part of writing a review.)
Okay then. Whoever’s at the window seems to bee very impatient, so I gotta go.
I hope you have an amazingly festive day!
I’ll see ya’ later!