I'm going to start a conservationist website focussing specifically on the joints of stinging insects.
It's the bees' knees.
All morons need a lesson.
Waiting on ice creams from the cafe...
We went out as a family to a country park at the weekend and decided to get some ice creams. We sent my Dad, my Uncle and my Brother to the window on the side of the cafe to get them, but they were understaffed and both members of staff were focussing their efforts on making sandwiches on Baguettes.
My Uncle and Brother started grumbling about the wait;
"Don't rush him" says Dad, "he's on a roll..."
