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08-05-2009, 02:10 PM
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Elder
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I remember once when my son was about fourteen or so, there was a bee flying around in the house, and I was hollering "A bee! A bee! Kill it! Kill it! Kill it!" My son calmly starts telling me, "Actually it isn't a bee. It's actually a wasp. It's not a hornet, because they...."
By this time I was ready to flatten him AND the bee. "I don't need an entymology lesson," I hissed at him. "Just kill it!" They're all bees to me.
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