I was doing bear crawls (think hands and knees but the knee is just barely off the ground) and I shoved my left hand into some bark dust, shaving off a few layers of skin. Fine, I can deal. Then not ten seconds later, I do it again, but replace bark dust with a very displeased bee. Luckily the bee stinger didn't go into the bark dust wound, or this would be hilarious.
And no, I am not allergic. Your move, bees. Better step up your venom. (To the bees of the world, please do not step up your venom.)
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