Philip the bee returns after a busy day's work at the florist's shop. "Hi honey, I'm home", he says happily.
"I want a divource", shouts his hairy battleaxe of a wife in return.
"Darling, has something been bugging you" he implores, his blurred eyesight compounded by the welling tears.
"You just bumble your way in here trailing pollen across my clean floor; that's it, I'll see the Queen tomorrow", Beryl droned waspishly through gnashing mandibles.
And so poor Philip's marriage came to an end; when word got out it caused quite a buzz around the hive. But it got worse; he was so badly stung by the legal costs that he had to sell his home and go live with dear old Ant Doris.
2007-03-02
23:06:35
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