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2017.10.21 23:22 KushKapow MemeHunter! A community of dreams and dank memes dedicated to the monster hunter video games.

Monster Hunter Memes! A community of dreams and dank memes dedicated to the monster hunter video games. Where konchus rule the lands and hit-boxes are broken. Post anything creative related to monster hunter!
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2012.05.05 16:23 Hockey Memes: the best meme you can name

A place to post your hockey memes! The best meme you can name. And the best meme you can name is the good ol' hockey meme.
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2023.06.09 00:54 FEARTaillow Missing Eyes of Anubis on Wild Survivors pulls?

Missing Eyes of Anubis on Wild Survivors pulls?
So I opened a couple of boxes of Wild Survivors during launch weekend to start my Nouvelles deck (inb4 "just buy singles", I know, I'm addicted to gambling), and I got a pretty good haul of what I was looking for.
I was looking at my cards today in my deck, and I noticed one of my Balemuniere was missing the Eye of Anubis on the bottom corner. "Oh, probably just a misprint. I'll check my binder to see if I had pulled another one in a bit to keep my deck looking nice." So I keep looking through my deck, and see that one of my Poeltis is missing its Eye too. And one of the Baegrillers. And another Balemuniere. And a Meat Recipe. That's a lot of cards missing the Eye of Anubis. So I dig through my binder, and wouldn't you know, there was a very large amount of my Super Rares that were missing the Eye - Nouvelles, Dino, and VS alike. Although curiously, none of my Rares, Ultra Rares, or the one Collectors Rare I pulled were missing it, and not all of the Supers were missing the Eye either. But most of my Supers were misprinted like this - just look at how many of them are missing it. Again, these were all from two boxes of packs that I had personally opened myself that I bought from a trusted vendor.
And to make it even weirder, I had just received my first couple of envelopes of singles from ordering the few cards I didn't pull, including a couple of copies of Fish Recipe. And wouldn't you know it, one of the copies I ordered was missing its Eye too.
Did anyone else pull a bunch of these Eyeless Super Rares from Wild Survivors? Was the quality control just not very good with this set? Or was my pack pulling luck just absolutely abysmal in terms of print quality?
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23 Supers missing their Eyes, across two boxes (and one single-card purchase)
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2023.06.09 00:54 throwmeaway8948 Do I(28m) tell my girlfriend (28F)

First off, I want to say that I love my girlfriend dearly, and I would NEVER ever cheat on her. We've been together 7 years, we've been through a lot of stress but I do want to marry her. The below happened last year.
The last couple years have been really rough year for us, I moved out of her house (with her family) with her and back home. Due to a stressful situation (Partly her but not completely) and back home...I was very sad, depressed, and suicidal at times. Moving back did help this, but then my life at home wasn't exactly peaceful and stress began to build up from that due to family arguments etc.
I have pretty much been a carer for my girlfriend since the start of our relationship due to illness, and from this the past 4 years or so have been pretty lacking in the sex department, I've found it difficult and my girlfriend has too as she always feels she isn't a good girlfriend and isn't giving me what I need. I've always assured her she's amazing, my one and only. Stress has built up over the years through and we both realized this. Sometimes we would go months and months without sex or anything of the sort. She's always been unkind to herself, and a lot of the stress has been taken out on me, but she's much much better now and doing really good for herself and I'm proud.
Anyway, to cut a long story short, I was working with a female colleague that showed me attention...I stupidly have been on another forum where cheating is RIFE(not an excuse, but something to factor in) and sometimes encouraged. I was pretty certain that our relationship was going to end, when in fact, I think I was just depressed and couldn't see into the future..looking back.
I'm ashamed to say I gave this person my phone number and said text me if you want to go out sometime. However, I actually had NO intention of ever meeting up with them, and I don't really know why I even gave my number, I think at the time I was just a bit taken back that I had some attention and decided that it would be a good idea to give my number because I thought we were done for and I also liked that someone was chatting to me and showing me attention...I INSTANTLY regretted it, stomach in knots type of situation..especially looking back. I felt like I'd cheated on her when I look back...I know nothing physical happened and even talking to the girl I didn't flirt or entertain the idea, it was just a few normal conversations. I just feel like it was such a stupid mistake. I knew that afterwards, and even before I kind of forced myself to do it because I had it in my head that it was the right thing to do and was also encouraged by another forum to go ahead (stupid of me to listen).
I have absolutely no doubt in my mind that I wouldn't met up with her, and if she'd have text me I would have just delete the text, blocked the number or said you've got the wrong person. There was truly no motive behind it other than I thought we were going to break up (not to line someone else up) and someone gave me attention.
Do I tell my girlfriend about this interaction, or am I over thinking the whole situation and just need to wipe it off and forget about it because nothing actually happened?
I feel that she would blame herself for being a "bad" girlfriend by not giving me sex and attention that I "need". By no means is any of the above an excuse, I know that what I did wasn't the right thing.
TLDR; long term bf gave number to another girl her just met a few weeks ago and regretted it instantly, does he tell gf?
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2023.06.09 00:52 LatterArugula5483 Bit of a meme character. Barbarian Wizard multiclass

I currently have a barbarian bear totem (4) and wizard war magic (3) going and have taken loads of buff or utility spells so I don't need to worry about keeping rage up.
Any recommendations for my continued level up? It's a bit of a meme character but I still want to see what options I could take to make sure I'm not too gimped.
TIA
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2023.06.09 00:52 energyballs Meme with Nikola Jokic as Nikola Tesla?

I don’t see any images with Tesla/Jokic memes.
They’re both from Serbia, they’re both named Nikola, and they’re both the best in their field.
Any good meme makers out there down to make a Jokic meme with lightning bolts coming out of him?
Could also be an AI image creation prompt…
Help?
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2023.06.09 00:51 sandwich_with_a_hat i am sorry

NARRATOR: (Black screen with text; The sound of buzzing bees can be heard) According to all known laws of aviation, : there is no way a bee should be able to fly. : Its wings are too small to get its fat little body off the ground. : The bee, of course, flies anyway : because bees don't care what humans think is impossible. BARRY BENSON: (Barry is picking out a shirt) Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Yellow, black. : Ooh, black and yellow! Let's shake it up a little. JANET BENSON: Barry! Breakfast is ready! BARRY: Coming! : Hang on a second. (Barry uses his antenna like a phone) : Hello? ADAM FLAYMAN:
(Through phone) - Barry? BARRY: - Adam? ADAM: - Can you believe this is happening? BARRY: - I can't. I'll pick you up. (Barry flies down the stairs) : MARTIN BENSON: Looking sharp. JANET: Use the stairs. Your father paid good money for those. BARRY: Sorry. I'm excited. MARTIN: Here's the graduate. We're very proud of you, son. : A perfect report card, all B's. JANET: Very proud. (Rubs Barry's hair) BARRY= Ma! I got a thing going here. JANET: - You got lint on your fuzz. BARRY: - Ow! That's me!
JANET: - Wave to us! We'll be in row 118,000. - Bye! (Barry flies out the door) JANET: Barry, I told you, stop flying in the house! (Barry drives through the hive,and is waved at by Adam who is reading a newspaper) BARRY== - Hey, Adam. ADAM: - Hey, Barry. (Adam gets in Barry's car) : - Is that fuzz gel? BARRY: - A little. Special day, graduation. ADAM: Never thought I'd make it. (Barry pulls away from the house and continues driving) BARRY: Three days grade school, three days high school... ADAM: Those were awkward. BARRY: Three days college. I'm glad I took a day and hitchhiked around the hive. ADAM== You did come back different. (Barry and Adam pass by Artie, who is jogging) ARTIE: - Hi, Barry!
BARRY: - Artie, growing a mustache? Looks good. ADAM: - Hear about Frankie? BARRY: - Yeah. ADAM== - You going to the funeral? BARRY: - No, I'm not going to his funeral. : Everybody knows, sting someone, you die. : Don't waste it on a squirrel. Such a hothead. ADAM: I guess he could have just gotten out of the way. (The car does a barrel roll on the loop-shaped bridge and lands on the highway) : I love this incorporating an amusement park into our regular day. BARRY: I guess that's why they say we don't need vacations. (Barry parallel parks the car and together they fly over the graduating students) Boy, quite a bit of pomp... under the circumstances. (Barry and Adam sit down and put on their hats) : - Well, Adam, today we are men.
ADAM: - We are! BARRY= - Bee-men. =ADAM= - Amen! BARRY AND ADAM: Hallelujah! (Barry and Adam both have a happy spasm) ANNOUNCER: Students, faculty, distinguished bees, : please welcome Dean Buzzwell. DEAN BUZZWELL: Welcome, New Hive Oity graduating class of... : ...9: : That concludes our ceremonies. : And begins your career at Honex Industries! ADAM: Will we pick our job today? (Adam and Barry get into a tour bus) BARRY= I heard it's just orientation. (Tour buses rise out of the ground and the students are automatically loaded into the buses) TOUR GUIDE: Heads up! Here we go.
ANNOUNCER: Keep your hands and antennas inside the tram at all times. BARRY: - Wonder what it'll be like? ADAM: - A little scary. TOUR GUIDE== Welcome to Honex, a division of Honesco : and a part of the Hexagon Group. Barry: This is it! BARRY AND ADAM: Wow. BARRY: Wow. (The bus drives down a road an on either side are the Bee's massive complicated Honey-making machines) TOUR GUIDE: We know that you, as a bee, have worked your whole life : to get to the point where you can work for your whole life. : Honey begins when our valiant Pollen Jocks bring the nectar to the hive. : Our top-secret formula : is automatically color-corrected,
scent-adjusted and bubble-contoured : into this soothing sweet syrup : with its distinctive golden glow you know as... EVERYONE ON BUS: Honey! (The guide has been collecting honey into a bottle and she throws it into the crowd on the bus and it is caught by a girl in the back) ADAM: - That girl was hot. BARRY: - She's my cousin! ADAM== - She is? BARRY: - Yes, we're all cousins. ADAM: - Right. You're right. TOUR GUIDE: - At Honex, we constantly strive : to improve every aspect of bee existence. : These bees are stress-testing a new helmet technology. (The bus passes by a Bee wearing a helmet who is being smashed into the ground with fly-swatters, newspapers and boots. He lifts a thumbs up but you can hear him groan) : ADAM==
What's the difference? TOUR GUIDE: You'll be happy to know that bees, as a species, haven't had one day off : in 27 million years. BARRY: (Upset) So you'll just work us to death? : We'll sure try. (Everyone on the bus laughs except Barry. Barry and Adam are walking back home together) ADAM: Wow! That blew my mind! BARRY: "What's the difference?" How can you say that? : One job forever? That's an insane choice to have to make. ADAM: I'm relieved. Now we only have to make one decision in life. BARRY: But, Adam, how could they never have told us that? ADAM: Why would you question anything? We're bees. : We're the most perfectly functioning society on Earth.
BARRY: You ever think maybe things work a little too well here? ADAM: Like what? Give me one example. (Barry and Adam stop walking and it is revealed to the audience that hundreds of cars are speeding by and narrowly missing them in perfect unison) BARRY: I don't know. But you know what I'm talking about. ANNOUNCER: Please clear the gate. Royal Nectar Force on approach. BARRY: Wait a second. Check it out. (The Pollen jocks fly in, circle around and landing in line) : - Hey, those are Pollen Jocks! ADAM: - Wow. : I've never seen them this close. BARRY: They know what it's like outside the hive. ADAM: Yeah, but some don't come back. GIRL BEES: - Hey, Jocks! - Hi, Jocks! (The Pollen Jocks hook up their backpacks to machines that pump the nectar to trucks, which drive away)
LOU LO DUVA: You guys did great! : You're monsters! You're sky freaks! I love it! (Punching the Pollen Jocks in joy) I love it! ADAM: - I wonder where they were. BARRY: - I don't know. : Their day's not planned. : Outside the hive, flying who knows where, doing who knows what. : You can't just decide to be a Pollen Jock. You have to be bred for that. ADAM== Right. (Barry and Adam are covered in some pollen that floated off of the Pollen Jocks) BARRY: Look at that. That's more pollen than you and I will see in a lifetime. ADAM: It's just a status symbol. Bees make too much of it. BARRY: Perhaps. Unless you're wearing it and the ladies see you wearing it. (Barry waves at 2 girls standing a little away from them)
ADAM== Those ladies? Aren't they our cousins too? BARRY: Distant. Distant. POLLEN JOCK #1: Look at these two. POLLEN JOCK #2: - Couple of Hive Harrys. POLLEN JOCK #1: - Let's have fun with them. GIRL BEE #1: It must be dangerous being a Pollen Jock. BARRY: Yeah. Once a bear pinned me against a mushroom! : He had a paw on my throat, and with the other, he was slapping me! (Slaps Adam with his hand to represent his scenario) GIRL BEE #2: - Oh, my! BARRY: - I never thought I'd knock him out. GIRL BEE #1: (Looking at Adam) What were you doing during this? ADAM: Obviously I was trying to alert the authorities. BARRY: I can autograph that.
(The pollen jocks walk up to Barry and Adam, they pretend that Barry and Adam really are pollen jocks.) POLLEN JOCK #1: A little gusty out there today, wasn't it, comrades? BARRY: Yeah. Gusty. POLLEN JOCK #1: We're hitting a sunflower patch six miles from here tomorrow. BARRY: - Six miles, huh? ADAM: - Barry! POLLEN JOCK #2: A puddle jump for us, but maybe you're not up for it. BARRY: - Maybe I am. ADAM: - You are not! POLLEN JOCK #1: We're going 0900 at J-Gate. : What do you think, buzzy-boy? Are you bee enough? BARRY: I might be. It all depends on what 0900 means. (The scene cuts to Barry looking out on the hive-city from his balcony at night) MARTIN:
Hey, Honex! BARRY: Dad, you surprised me. MARTIN: You decide what you're interested in? BARRY: - Well, there's a lot of choices. - But you only get one. : Do you ever get bored doing the same job every day? MARTIN: Son, let me tell you about stirring. : You grab that stick, and you just move it around, and you stir it around. : You get yourself into a rhythm. It's a beautiful thing. BARRY: You know, Dad, the more I think about it, : maybe the honey field just isn't right for me. MARTIN: You were thinking of what, making balloon animals? : That's a bad job for a guy with a stinger. :
Janet, your son's not sure he wants to go into honey! JANET: - Barry, you are so funny sometimes. BARRY: - I'm not trying to be funny. MARTIN: You're not funny! You're going into honey. Our son, the stirrer! JANET: - You're gonna be a stirrer? BARRY: - No one's listening to me! MARTIN: Wait till you see the sticks I have. BARRY: I could say anything right now. I'm gonna get an ant tattoo! (Barry's parents don't listen to him and continue to ramble on) MARTIN: Let's open some honey and celebrate! BARRY: Maybe I'll pierce my thorax. Shave my antennae. : Shack up with a grasshopper. Get a gold tooth and call everybody "dawg"! JANET: I'm so proud. (The scene cuts to Barry and Adam waiting in line to get a job) ADAM: - We're starting work today!
BARRY: - Today's the day. ADAM: Come on! All the good jobs will be gone. BARRY: Yeah, right. JOB LISTER: Pollen counting, stunt bee, pouring, stirrer, front desk, hair removal... BEE IN FRONT OF LINE: - Is it still available? JOB LISTER: - Hang on. Two left! : One of them's yours! Congratulations! Step to the side. ADAM: - What'd you get? BEE IN FRONT OF LINE: - Picking crud out. Stellar! (He walks away) ADAM: Wow! JOB LISTER: Couple of newbies? ADAM: Yes, sir! Our first day! We are ready! JOB LISTER: Make your choice. (Adam and Barry look up at the job board. There are hundreds of constantly changing panels that contain available or unavailable jobs. It looks very confusing)
ADAM: - You want to go first? BARRY: - No, you go. ADAM: Oh, my. What's available? JOB LISTER: Restroom attendant's open, not for the reason you think. ADAM: - Any chance of getting the Krelman? JOB LISTER: - Sure, you're on. (Puts the Krelman finger-hat on Adam's head) (Suddenly the sign for Krelman closes out) : I'm sorry, the Krelman just closed out. (Takes Adam's hat off) Wax monkey's always open. ADAM: The Krelman opened up again. : What happened? JOB LISTER: A bee died. Makes an opening. See? He's dead. Another dead one. : Deady. Deadified. Two more dead. : Dead from the neck up. Dead from the neck down. That's life!
ADAM: Oh, this is so hard! (Barry remembers what the Pollen Jock offered him and he flies off) Heating, cooling, stunt bee, pourer, stirrer, : humming, inspector number seven, lint coordinator, stripe supervisor, : mite wrangler. Barry, what do you think I should... Barry? (Adam turns around and sees Barry flying away) : Barry! POLLEN JOCK: All right, we've got the sunflower patch in quadrant nine... ADAM: (Through phone) What happened to you? Where are you? BARRY: - I'm going out. ADAM: - Out? Out where? BARRY: - Out there. ADAM: - Oh, no! BARRY: I have to, before I go to work for the rest of my life. ADAM:
You're gonna die! You're crazy! (Barry hangs up) Hello? POLLEN JOCK #2: Another call coming in. : If anyone's feeling brave, there's a Korean deli on 83rd : that gets their roses today. BARRY: Hey, guys. POLLEN JOCK #1 == - Look at that. POLLEN JOCK #2: - Isn't that the kid we saw yesterday? LOU LO DUVA: Hold it, son, flight deck's restricted. POLLEN JOCK #1: It's OK, Lou. We're gonna take him up. (Puts hand on Barry's shoulder) LOU LO DUVA: (To Barry) Really? Feeling lucky, are you? BEE WITH CLIPBOARD: (To Barry) Sign here, here. Just initial that. : - Thank you. LOU LO DUVA: - OK. : You got a rain advisory today, :
and as you all know, bees cannot fly in rain. : So be careful. As always, watch your brooms, : hockey sticks, dogs, birds, bears and bats. : Also, I got a couple of reports of root beer being poured on us. : Murphy's in a home because of it, babbling like a cicada! BARRY: - That's awful. LOU LO DUVA: (Still talking through megaphone) - And a reminder for you rookies, : bee law number one, absolutely no talking to humans! : All right, launch positions! POLLEN JOCKS: (The Pollen Jocks run into formation) : Buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz! Buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz! Buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz! LOU LU DUVA: Black and yellow! POLLEN JOCKS:
Hello! POLLEN JOCK #1: (To Barry)You ready for this, hot shot? BARRY: Yeah. Yeah, bring it on. POLLEN JOCK's: Wind, check. : - Antennae, check. - Nectar pack, check. : - Wings, check. - Stinger, check. BARRY: Scared out of my shorts, check. LOU LO DUVA: OK, ladies, : let's move it out! : Pound those petunias, you striped stem-suckers! : All of you, drain those flowers! (The pollen jocks fly out of the hive) BARRY: Wow! I'm out! : I can't believe I'm out! : So blue.
: I feel so fast and free! : Box kite! (Barry flies through the kite) : Wow! : Flowers! (A pollen jock puts on some high tech goggles that shows flowers similar to heat sink goggles.) POLLEN JOCK: This is Blue Leader. We have roses visual. : Bring it around 30 degrees and hold. : Roses! POLLEN JOCK #1: 30 degrees, roger. Bringing it around. : Stand to the side, kid. It's got a bit of a kick. (The pollen jock fires a high-tech gun at the flower, shooting tubes that suck up the nectar from the flower and collects it into a pouch on the gun) BARRY: That is one nectar collector! POLLEN JOCK #1== - Ever see pollination up close? BARRY: - No, sir. POLLEN JOCK #1:
(Barry and the Pollen jock fly over the field, the pollen jock sprinkles pollen as he goes) : I pick up some pollen here, sprinkle it over here. Maybe a dash over there, : a pinch on that one. See that? It's a little bit of magic. BARRY: That's amazing. Why do we do that? POLLEN JOCK #1: That's pollen power. More pollen, more flowers, more nectar, more honey for us. BARRY: Cool. POLLEN JOCK #1: I'm picking up a lot of bright yellow. could be daisies. Don't we need those? POLLEN JOCK #2: Copy that visual. : Wait. One of these flowers seems to be on the move. POLLEN JOCK #1: Say again? You're reporting a moving flower? POLLEN JOCK #2: Affirmative. (The Pollen jocks land near the "flowers" which, to the audience are obviously just tennis balls) KEN: (In the distance) That was on the line!
POLLEN JOCK #1: This is the coolest. What is it? POLLEN JOCK #2: I don't know, but I'm loving this color. : It smells good. Not like a flower, but I like it. POLLEN JOCK #1: Yeah, fuzzy. (Sticks his hand on the ball but it gets stuck) POLLEN JOCK #3== Chemical-y. (The pollen jock finally gets his hand free from the tennis ball) POLLEN JOCK #1: Careful, guys. It's a little grabby. (The pollen jocks turn around and see Barry lying his entire body on top of one of the tennis balls) POLLEN JOCK #2: My sweet lord of bees! POLLEN JOCK #3: Candy-brain, get off there! POLLEN JOCK #1: (Pointing upwards) Problem! (A human hand reaches down and grabs the tennis ball that Barry is stuck to) BARRY: - Guys! POLLEN JOCK #2: - This could be bad. POLLEN JOCK #3: Affirmative. (Vanessa Bloome starts bouncing the tennis ball, not knowing Barry is stick to it)
BARRY== Very close. : Gonna hurt. : Mama's little boy. (Barry is being hit back and forth by two humans playing tennis. He is still stuck to the ball) POLLEN JOCK #1: You are way out of position, rookie! KEN: Coming in at you like a MISSILE! (Barry flies past the pollen jocks, still stuck to the ball) BARRY: (In slow motion) Help me! POLLEN JOCK #2: I don't think these are flowers. POLLEN JOCK #3: - Should we tell him? POLLEN JOCK #1: - I think he knows. BARRY: What is this?! KEN: Match point! : You can start packing up, honey, because you're about to EAT IT! (A pollen jock coughs which confused Ken and he hits the ball the wrong way with Barry stuck to it and it goes flying into the city) BARRY:
Yowser! (Barry bounces around town and gets stuck in the engine of a car. He flies into the air conditioner and sees a bug that was frozen in there) BARRY: Ew, gross. (The man driving the car turns on the air conditioner which blows Barry into the car) GIRL IN CAR: There's a bee in the car! : - Do something! DAD DRIVING CAR: - I'm driving! BABY GIRL: (Waving at Barry) - Hi, bee. (Barry smiles and waves at the baby girl) GUY IN BACK OF CAR: - He's back here! : He's going to sting me! GIRL IN CAR: Nobody move. If you don't move, he won't sting you. Freeze! (Barry freezes as well, hovering in the middle of the car) : GRANDMA IN CAR== He blinked! (The grandma whips out some bee-spray and sprays everywhere in the car, climbing into the front seat, still trying to spray Barry) GIRL IN CAR: Spray him, Granny! DAD DRIVING THE CAR: What are you doing?! (Barry escapes the car through the air conditioner and is flying high above
the ground, safe.) BARRY: Wow... the tension level out here is unbelievable. (Barry sees that storm clouds are gathering and he can see rain clouds moving into this direction) : I gotta get home. : Can't fly in rain. : Can't fly in rain. (A rain drop hits Barry and one of his wings is damaged) : Can't fly in rain. (A second rain drop hits Barry again and he spirals downwards) Mayday! Mayday! Bee going down! (WW2 plane sound effects are played as he plummets, and he crash-lands on a plant inside an apartment near the window) VANESSA BLOOME: Ken, could you close the window please? KEN== Hey, check out my new resume. I made it into a fold-out brochure. : You see? (Folds brochure resume out) Folds out. (Ken closes the window, trapping Barry inside) BARRY: Oh, no. More humans. I don't need this. (Barry tries to fly away but smashes into the window and falls again) : What was that?
(Barry keeps trying to fly out the window but he keeps being knocked back because the window is closed) Maybe this time. This time. This time. This time! This time! This... : Drapes! (Barry taps the glass. He doesn't understand what it is) That is diabolical. KEN: It's fantastic. It's got all my special skills, even my top-ten favorite movies. ANDY: What's number one? Star Wars? KEN: Nah, I don't go for that... (Ken makes finger guns and makes "pew pew pew" sounds and then stops) : ...kind of stuff. BARRY: No wonder we shouldn't talk to them. They're out of their minds. KEN: When I leave a job interview, they're flabbergasted, can't believe what I say. BARRY: (Looking at the light on the ceiling) There's the sun. Maybe that's a way out. (Starts flying towards the lightbulb) : I don't remember the sun having a big 75 on it. (Barry hits the lightbulb and falls into the dip on the table that the humans are sitting at) KEN:
I predicted global warming. : I could feel it getting hotter. At first I thought it was just me. (Andy dips a chip into the bowl and scoops up some dip with Barry on it and is about to put it in his mouth) : Wait! Stop! Bee! (Andy drops the chip with Barry in fear and backs away. All the humans freak out) : Stand back. These are winter boots. (Ken has winter boots on his hands and he is about to smash the bee but Vanessa saves him last second) VANESSA: Wait! : Don't kill him! (Vanessa puts Barry in a glass to protect him) KEN: You know I'm allergic to them! This thing could kill me! VANESSA: Why does his life have less value than yours? KEN: Why does his life have any less value than mine? Is that your statement? VANESSA: I'm just saying all life has value. You don't know what he's capable of feeling. (Vanessa picks up Ken's brochure and puts it under the glass so she can carry Barry back to the window. Barry looks at Vanessa in amazement) KEN:
My brochure! VANESSA: There you go, little guy. (Vanessa opens the window and lets Barry out but Barry stays back and is still shocked that a human saved his life) KEN: I'm not scared of him. It's an allergic thing. VANESSA: Put that on your resume brochure. KEN: My whole face could puff up. ANDY: Make it one of your special skills. KEN: Knocking someone out is also a special skill. (Ken walks to the door) Right. Bye, Vanessa. Thanks. : - Vanessa, next week? Yogurt night? VANESSA: - Sure, Ken. You know, whatever. : (Vanessa tries to close door) KEN== - You could put carob chips on there. VANESSA: - Bye. (Closes door but Ken opens it again) KEN: - Supposed to be less calories.
VANESSA: - Bye. (Closes door) (Fast forward to the next day, Barry is still inside the house. He flies into the kitchen where Vanessa is doing dishes) BARRY== (Talking to himself) I gotta say something. : She saved my life. I gotta say something. : All right, here it goes. (Turns back) Nah. : What would I say? : I could really get in trouble. : It's a bee law. You're not supposed to talk to a human. : I can't believe I'm doing this. : I've got to. (Barry disguises himself as a character on a food can as Vanessa walks by again) : Oh, I can't do it. Come on! : No. Yes. No. : Do it. I can't.
: How should I start it? (Barry strikes a pose and wiggles his eyebrows) "You like jazz?" No, that's no good. (Vanessa is about to walk past Barry) Here she comes! Speak, you fool! : ...Hi! (Vanessa gasps and drops the dishes in fright and notices Barry on the counter) : I'm sorry. VANESSA: - You're talking. BARRY: - Yes, I know. VANESSA: (Pointing at Barry) You're talking! BARRY: I'm so sorry. VANESSA: No, it's OK. It's fine. I know I'm dreaming. : But I don't recall going to bed. BARRY: Well, I'm sure this is very disconcerting. VANESSA: This is a bit of a surprise to me. I mean, you're a bee!
BARRY: I am. And I'm not supposed to be doing this, (Pointing to the living room where Ken tried to kill him last night) but they were all trying to kill me. : And if it wasn't for you... : I had to thank you. It's just how I was raised. (Vanessa stabs her hand with a fork to test whether she's dreaming or not) : That was a little weird. VANESSA: - I'm talking with a bee. BARRY: - Yeah. VANESSA: I'm talking to a bee. And the bee is talking to me! BARRY: I just want to say I'm grateful. I'll leave now. (Barry turns to leave) VANESSA: - Wait! How did you learn to do that? BARRY: (Flying back) - What? VANESSA: The talking...thing. BARRY:
Same way you did, I guess. "Mama, Dada, honey." You pick it up. VANESSA: - That's very funny. BARRY: - Yeah. : Bees are funny. If we didn't laugh, we'd cry with what we have to deal with. : Anyway... VANESSA: Can I... : ...get you something? BARRY: - Like what? VANESSA: I don't know. I mean... I don't know. Coffee? BARRY: I don't want to put you out. VANESSA: It's no trouble. It takes two minutes. : - It's just coffee. BARRY: - I hate to impose. (Vanessa starts making coffee) VANESSA: - Don't be ridiculous!
BARRY: - Actually, I would love a cup. VANESSA: Hey, you want rum cake? BARRY: - I shouldn't. VANESSA: - Have some. BARRY: - No, I can't. VANESSA: - Come on! BARRY: I'm trying to lose a couple micrograms. VANESSA: - Where? BARRY: - These stripes don't help. VANESSA: You look great! BARRY: I don't know if you know anything about fashion. : Are you all right? VANESSA: (Pouring coffee on the floor and missing the cup completely) No. (Flash forward in time. Barry and Vanessa are sitting together at a table on top of the apartment building drinking coffee)
: BARRY== He's making the tie in the cab as they're flying up Madison. : He finally gets there. : He runs up the steps into the church. The wedding is on. : And he says, "Watermelon? I thought you said Guatemalan. : Why would I marry a watermelon?" (Barry laughs but Vanessa looks confused) VANESSA: Is that a bee joke? BARRY: That's the kind of stuff we do. VANESSA: Yeah, different. : So, what are you gonna do, Barry? (Barry stands on top of a sugar cube floating in his coffee and paddles it around with a straw like it's a gondola) BARRY: About work? I don't know. : I want to do my part for the hive, but I can't do it the way they want. VANESSA: I know how you feel.
BARRY: - You do? VANESSA: - Sure. : My parents wanted me to be a lawyer or a doctor, but I wanted to be a florist. BARRY: - Really? VANESSA: - My only interest is flowers. BARRY: Our new queen was just elected with that same campaign slogan. : Anyway, if you look... (Barry points to a tree in the middle of Central Park) : There's my hive right there. See it? VANESSA: You're in Sheep Meadow! BARRY: Yes! I'm right off the Turtle Pond! VANESSA: No way! I know that area. I lost a toe ring there once. BARRY: - Why do girls put rings on their toes? VANESSA: - Why not? BARRY:
ADAM: Humans! I can't believe you were with humans! : Giant, scary humans! What were they like? BARRY: Huge and crazy. They talk crazy. : They eat crazy giant things. They drive crazy. ADAM: - Do they try and kill you, like on TV? BARRY: - Some of them. But some of them don't. ADAM: - How'd you get back? BARRY: - Poodle. ADAM: You did it, and I'm glad. You saw whatever you wanted to see. : You had your "experience." Now you can pick out your job and be normal. BARRY: - Well... ADAM: - Well? BARRY: Well, I met someone.
ADAM: You did? Was she Bee-ish? : - A wasp?! Your parents will kill you! BARRY: - No, no, no, not a wasp. ADAM: - Spider? BARRY: - I'm not attracted to spiders. : I know, for everyone else, it's the hottest thing, with the eight legs and all. : I can't get by that face. ADAM: So who is she? BARRY: She's... human. ADAM: No, no. That's a bee law. You wouldn't break a bee law. BARRY: - Her name's Vanessa. (Adam puts his head in his hands) ADAM: - Oh, boy. BARRY== She's so nice. And she's a florist! ADAM: Oh, no! You're dating a human florist!
BARRY: We're not dating. ADAM: You're flying outside the hive, talking to humans that attack our homes : with power washers and M-80s! That's one-eighth a stick of dynamite! BARRY: She saved my life! And she understands me. ADAM: This is over! BARRY: Eat this. (Barry gives Adam a piece of the crumb that he got from Vanessa. Adam eats it) ADAM: (Adam's tone changes) This is not over! What was that? BARRY: - They call it a crumb. ADAM: - It was so stingin' stripey! BARRY: And that's not what they eat. That's what falls off what they eat! : - You know what a Cinnabon is? ADAM: - No. (Adam opens a door behind him and he pulls Barry in)
BARRY: It's bread and cinnamon and frosting. ADAM: Be quiet! BARRY: They heat it up... ADAM: Sit down! (Adam forces Barry to sit down) BARRY: (Still rambling about Cinnabons) ...really hot! (Adam grabs Barry by the shoulders) ADAM: - Listen to me! : We are not them! We're us. There's us and there's them! BARRY== Yes, but who can deny the heart that is yearning? ADAM: There's no yearning. Stop yearning. Listen to me! : You have got to start thinking bee, my friend. Thinking bee! BARRY: - Thinking bee. WORKER BEE: - Thinking bee. WORKER BEES AND ADAM: Thinking bee! Thinking bee!
Thinking bee! Thinking bee! (Flash forward in time; Barry is laying on a raft in a pool full of honey. He is wearing sunglasses) JANET: There he is. He's in the pool. MARTIN: You know what your problem is, Barry? (Barry pulls down his sunglasses and he looks annoyed) BARRY: (Sarcastic) I gotta start thinking bee? JANET: How much longer will this go on? MARTIN: It's been three days! Why aren't you working? (Puts sunglasses back on) BARRY: I've got a lot of big life decisions to think about. MARTIN: What life? You have no life! You have no job. You're barely a bee! JANET: Would it kill you to make a little honey? (Barry rolls off the raft and sinks into the honey pool) : Barry, come out. Your father's talking to you. : Martin, would you talk to him? MARTIN:
Barry, I'm talking to you! (Barry keeps sinking into the honey until he is suddenly in Central Park having a picnic with Vanessa) (Barry has a cup of honey and he clinks his glass with Vanessas. Suddenly a mosquito lands on Vanessa and she slaps it, killing it. They both gasp but then burst out laughing) VANESSA: You coming? (The camera pans over and Vanessa is climbing into a small yellow airplane) BARRY: Got everything? VANESSA: All set! BARRY: Go ahead. I'll catch up. (Vanessa lifts off and flies ahead) VANESSA: Don't be too long. (Barry catches up with Vanessa and he sticks out his arms like ana irplane. He rolls from side to side, and Vanessa copies him with the airplane) VANESSA: Watch this! (Barry stays back and watches as Vanessa draws a heart in the air using pink smoke from the plane, but on the last loop-the-loop she suddenly crashes into a mountain and the plane explodes. The destroyed plane falls into some rocks and explodes a second time) BARRY: Vanessa! (As Barry is yelling his mouth fills with honey and he wakes up, discovering that he was just day dreaming. He slowly sinks back into the honey pool) MARTIN: - We're still here.
JANET: - I told you not to yell at him. : He doesn't respond to yelling! MARTIN: - Then why yell at me? JANET: - Because you don't listen! MARTIN: I'm not listening to this. BARRY: Sorry, I've gotta go. MARTIN: - Where are you going? BARRY: - I'm meeting a friend. JANET: A girl? Is this why you can't decide? BARRY: Bye. (Barry flies out the door and Martin shakes his head) : JANET== I just hope she's Bee-ish. (Fast forward in time and Barry is sitting on Vanessa's shoulder and she is closing up her shop) BARRY: They have a huge parade of flowers every year in Pasadena? VANESSA: To be in the Tournament of Roses, that's every florist's dream!
: Up on a float, surrounded by flowers, crowds cheering. BARRY: A tournament. Do the roses compete in athletic events? VANESSA: No. All right, I've got one. How come you don't fly everywhere? BARRY: It's exhausting. Why don't you run everywhere? It's faster. VANESSA: Yeah, OK, I see, I see. All right, your turn. BARRY: TiVo. You can just freeze live TV? That's insane! VANESSA: You don't have that? BARRY: We have Hivo, but it's a disease. It's a horrible, horrible disease. VANESSA: Oh, my. (A human walks by and Barry narrowly avoids him) PASSERBY: Dumb bees! VANESSA: You must want to sting all those jerks. BARRY: We try not to sting.
It's usually fatal for us. VANESSA: So you have to watch your temper (They walk into a store) BARRY: Very carefully. You kick a wall, take a walk, : write an angry letter and throw it out. Work through it like any emotion: : Anger, jealousy, lust. (Suddenly an employee(Hector) hits Barry off of Vanessa's shoulder. Hector thinks he's saving Vanessa) VANESSA: (To Barry) Oh, my goodness! Are you OK? (Barry is getting up off the floor) BARRY: Yeah. VANESSA: (To Hector) - What is wrong with you?! HECTOR: (Confused) - It's a bug. VANESSA: He's not bothering anybody. Get out of here, you creep! (Vanessa hits Hector across the face with the magazine he had and then hits him in the head. Hector backs away covering his head) Barry: What was that? A Pic 'N' Save circular? (Vanessa sets Barry back on her shoulder)
VANESSA: Yeah, it was. How did you know? BARRY: It felt like about 10 pages. Seventy-five is pretty much our limit. VANESSA: You've really got that down to a science. BARRY: - Oh, we have to. I lost a cousin to Italian Vogue. VANESSA: - I'll bet. (Barry looks to his right and notices there is honey for sale in the aisle) BARRY: What in the name of Mighty Hercules is this? (Barry looks at all the brands of honey, shocked) How did this get here? Cute Bee, Golden Blossom, : Ray Liotta Private Select? (Barry puts his hands up and slowly turns around, a look of disgust on his face) VANESSA: - Is he that actor? BARRY: - I never heard of him. : - Why is this here? VANESSA: - For people. We eat it. BARRY:
You don't have enough food of your own?! (Hector looks back and notices that Vanessa is talking to Barry) VANESSA: - Well, yes. BARRY: - How do you get it? VANESSA: - Bees make it. BARRY: - I know who makes it! : And it's hard to make it! : There's heating, cooling, stirring. You need a whole Krelman thing! VANESSA: - It's organic. BARRY: - It's our-ganic! VANESSA: It's just honey, Barry. BARRY: Just what?! : Bees don't know about this! This is stealing! A lot of stealing! : You've taken our homes, schools, hospitals! This is all we have! :
And it's on sale?! I'm getting to the bottom of this. : I'm getting to the bottom of all of this! (Flash forward in time; Barry paints his face with black strikes like a soldier and sneaks into the storage section of the store) (Two men, including Hector, are loading boxes into some trucks) : SUPERMARKET EMPLOYEE== Hey, Hector. : - You almost done? HECTOR: - Almost. (Barry takes a step to peak around the corner) (Whispering) He is here. I sense it. : Well, I guess I'll go home now (Hector pretends to walk away by walking in place and speaking loudly) : and just leave this nice honey out, with no one around. BARRY: You're busted, box boy! HECTOR: I knew I heard something! So you can talk! BARRY: I can talk. And now you'll start talking! : Where you getting the sweet stuff?
Who's your supplier? HECTOR: I don't understand. I thought we were friends. : The last thing we want to do is upset bees! (Hector takes a thumbtack out of the board behind him and sword-fights Barry. Barry is using his stinger like a sword) : You're too late! It's ours now! BARRY: You, sir, have crossed the wrong sword! HECTOR: You, sir, will be lunch for my iguana, Ignacio! (Barry hits the thumbtack out of Hectors hand and Hector surrenders) Barry: Where is the honey coming from? : Tell me where! HECTOR: (Pointing to leaving truck) Honey Farms! It comes from Honey Farms! (Barry chases after the truck but it is getting away. He flies onto a bicyclists' backpack and he catches up to the truck) CAR DRIVER: (To bicyclist) Crazy person! (Barry flies off and lands on the windshield of the Honey farms truck. Barry looks around and sees dead bugs splattered everywhere) BARRY: What horrible thing has happened here?
: These faces, they never knew what hit them. And now : they're on the road to nowhere! (Barry hears a sudden whisper) (Barry looks up and sees Mooseblood, a mosquito playing dead) MOOSEBLOOD: Just keep still. BARRY: What? You're not dead? MOOSEBLOOD: Do I look dead? They will wipe anything that moves. Where you headed? BARRY: To Honey Farms. I am onto something huge here. MOOSEBLOOD: I'm going to Alaska. Moose blood, crazy stuff. Blows your head off! ANOTHER BUG PLAYING DEAD: I'm going to Tacoma. (Barry looks at another bug) BARRY: - And you? MOOSEBLOOD: - He really is dead. BARRY: All right. (Another bug hits the windshield and the drivers notice. They activate the windshield wipers) MOOSEBLOOD== Uh-oh! (The windshield wipers are slowly sliding over the dead bugs and wiping
them off) BARRY: - What is that?! MOOSEBLOOD: - Oh, no! : - A wiper! Triple blade! BARRY: - Triple blade? MOOSEBLOOD: Jump on! It's your only chance, bee! (Mooseblood and Barry grab onto the wiper and they hold on as it wipes the windshield) Why does everything have to be so doggone clean?! : How much do you people need to see?! (Bangs on windshield) : Open your eyes! Stick your head out the window! RADIO IN TRUCK: From NPR News in Washington, I'm Carl Kasell. MOOSEBLOOD: But don't kill no more bugs! (Mooseblood and Barry are washed off by the wipr fluid) MOOSEBLOOD: - Bee! BARRY: - Moose blood guy!! (Barry starts screaming as he hangs onto the antenna) (Suddenly it is revealed that a water bug is also hanging on the antenna.
There is a pause and then Barry and the water bug both start screaming) TRUCK DRIVER: - You hear something? GUY IN TRUCK: - Like what? TRUCK DRIVER: Like tiny screaming. GUY IN TRUCK: Turn off the radio. (The antenna starts to lower until it gets to low and sinks into the truck. The water bug flies off and Barry is forced to let go and he is blown away. He luckily lands inside a horn on top of the truck where he finds Mooseblood, who was blown into the same place) MOOSEBLOOD: Whassup, bee boy? BARRY: Hey, Blood. (Fast forward in time and we see that Barry is deep in conversation with Mooseblood. They have been sitting in this truck for a while) BARRY: ...Just a row of honey jars, as far as the eye could see. MOOSEBLOOD: Wow! BARRY: I assume wherever this truck goes is where they're getting it. : I mean, that honey's ours. MOOSEBLOOD: - Bees hang tight. BARRY:
MOOSEBLOOD: I knew I'd catch y'all down here. Did you bring your crazy straw? (The truck goes out of view and Barry notices that the truck he's on is pulling into a camp of some sort) TRUCK DRIVER: We throw it in jars, slap a label on it, and it's pretty much pure profit. (Barry flies out) BARRY: What is this place? BEEKEEPER 1#: A bee's got a brain the size of a pinhead. BEEKEEPER #2: They are pinheads! : Pinhead. : - Check out the new smoker. BEEKEEPER #1: - Oh, sweet. That's the one you want. : The Thomas 3000! BARRY: Smoker? BEEKEEPER #1: Ninety puffs a minute, semi-automatic. Twice the nicotine, all the tar. : A couple breaths of this knocks them right out.
BEEKEEPER #2: They make the honey, and we make the money. BARRY: "They make the honey, and we make the money"? (The Beekeeper sprays hundreds of cheap miniature apartments with the smoker. The bees are fainting or passing out) Oh, my! : What's going on? Are you OK? (Barry flies into one of the apartment and helps a Bee couple get off the ground. They are coughing and its hard for them to stand) BEE IN APARTMENT: Yeah. It doesn't last too long. BARRY: Do you know you're in a fake hive with fake walls? BEE IN APPARTMENT: Our queen was moved here. We had no choice. (The apartment room is completely empty except for a photo on the wall of the "queen" who is obviously a man in women's clothes) BARRY: This is your queen? That's a man in women's clothes! : That's a drag queen! : What is this? (Barry flies out and he discovers that there are hundreds of these structures, each housing thousands of Bees) Oh, no! : There's hundreds of them! (Barry takes out his camera and takes pictures of these Bee work camps. The beekeepers look very evil in these depictions)
Bee honey. : Our honey is being brazenly stolen on a massive scale! : This is worse than anything bears have done! I intend to do something. (Flash forward in time and Barry is showing these pictures to his parents) JANET: Oh, Barry, stop. MARTIN: Who told you humans are taking our honey? That's a rumor. BARRY: Do these look like rumors? (Holds up the pictures) UNCLE CARL: That's a conspiracy theory. These are obviously doctored photos. JANET: How did you get mixed up in this? ADAM: He's been talking to humans. JANET: - What? MARTIN: - Talking to humans?! ADAM: He has a human girlfriend. And they make out! JANET: Make out? Barry!
BARRY: We do not. ADAM: - You wish you could. MARTIN: - Whose side are you on? BARRY: The bees! UNCLE CARL: (He has been sitting in the back of the room this entire time) I dated a cricket once in San Antonio. Those crazy legs kept me up all night. JANET: Barry, this is what you want to do with your life? BARRY: I want to do it for all our lives. Nobody works harder than bees! : Dad, I remember you coming home so overworked : your hands were still stirring. You couldn't stop. JANET: I remember that. BARRY: What right do they have to our honey? : We live on two cups a year. They put it in lip balm for no reason whatsoever!
ADAM: Even if it's true, what can one bee do? BARRY: Sting them where it really hurts. MARTIN: In the face! The eye! : - That would hurt. BARRY: - No. MARTIN: Up the nose? That's a killer. BARRY: There's only one place you can sting the humans, one place where it matters. (Flash forward a bit in time and we are watching the Bee News) BEE NEWS NARRATOR: Hive at Five, the hive's only full-hour action news source. BEE PROTESTOR: No more bee beards! BEE NEWS NARRATOR: With Bob Bumble at the anchor desk. : Weather with Storm Stinger. : Sports with Buzz Larvi. : And Jeanette Chung. BOB BUMBLE: - Good evening. I'm Bob Bumble. JEANETTE CHUNG:
KEN: In tennis, you attack at the point of weakness! VANESSA: It was my grandmother, Ken. She's 81. KEN== Honey, her backhand's a joke! I'm not gonna take advantage of that? BARRY: (To Ken) Quiet, please. Actual work going on here. KEN: (Pointing at Barry) - Is that that same bee? VANESSA: - Yes, it is! : I'm helping him sue the human race. BARRY: - Hello. KEN: - Hello, bee. VANESSA: This is Ken. BARRY: (Recalling the "Winter Boots" incident earlier) Yeah, I remember you. Timberland, size ten and a half. Vibram sole, I believe. KEN: (To Vanessa) Why does he talk again? VANESSA:
Listen, you better go 'cause we're really busy working. KEN: But it's our yogurt night! VANESSA: (Holding door open for Ken) Bye-bye. KEN: (Yelling) Why is yogurt night so difficult?! (Ken leaves and Vanessa walks over to Barry. His workplace is a mess) VANESSA: You poor thing. You two have been at this for hours! BARRY: Yes, and Adam here has been a huge help. ADAM: - Frosting... - How many sugars? ==BARRY== Just one. I try not to use the competition. : So why are you helping me? VANESSA: Bees have good qualities. : And it takes my mind off the shop. : Instead of flowers, people are giving balloon bouquets now. BARRY:
Those are great, if you're three. VANESSA: And artificial flowers. BARRY: - Oh, those just get me psychotic! VANESSA: - Yeah, me too. : BARRY: Bent stingers, pointless pollination. ADAM: Bees must hate those fake things! : Nothing worse than a daffodil that's had work done. : Maybe this could make up for it a little bit. VANESSA: - This lawsuit's a pretty big deal. BARRY: - I guess. ADAM: You sure you want to go through with it? BARRY: Am I sure? When I'm done with the humans, they won't be able : to say, "Honey, I'm home," without paying a royalty! (Flash forward in time and we are watching the human news. The camera shows
a crowd outside a courthouse) NEWS REPORTER: It's an incredible scene here in downtown Manhattan, : where the world anxiously waits, because for the first time in history, : we will hear for ourselves if a honeybee can actually speak. (We are no longer watching through a news camera) ADAM: What have we gotten into here, Barry? BARRY: It's pretty big, isn't it? ADAM== (Looking at the hundreds of people around the courthouse) I can't believe how many humans don't work during the day. BARRY: You think billion-dollar multinational food companies have good lawyers? SECURITY GUARD: Everybody needs to stay behind the barricade. (A limousine drives up and a fat man,Layton Montgomery, a honey industry owner gets out and walks past Barry) ADAM: - What's the matter? BARRY: - I don't know, I just got a chill. (Fast forward in time and everyone is in the court) MONTGOMERY: Well, if it isn't the bee team.
(To Honey Industry lawyers) You boys work on this? MAN: All rise! The Honorable Judge Bumbleton presiding. JUDGE BUMBLETON: All right. Case number 4475, : Superior Court of New York, Barry Bee Benson v. the Honey Industry : is now in session. : Mr. Montgomery, you're representing the five food companies collectively? MONTGOMERY: A privilege. JUDGE BUMBLETON: Mr. Benson... you're representing all the bees of the world? (Everyone looks closely, they are waiting to see if a Bee can really talk) (Barry makes several buzzing sounds to sound like a Bee) BARRY: I'm kidding. Yes, Your Honor, we're ready to proceed. JUDGE BUMBLBETON: Mr. Montgomery, your opening statement, please. MONTGOMERY: Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, : my grandmother was a simple woman. :
Born on a farm, she believed it was man's divine right : to benefit from the bounty of nature God put before us. : If we lived in the topsy-turvy world Mr. Benson imagines, : just think of what would it mean. : I would have to negotiate with the silkworm : for the elastic in my britches! : Talking bee! (Montgomery walks over and looks closely at Barry) : How do we know this isn't some sort of : holographic motion-picture-capture Hollywood wizardry? : They could be using laser beams! : Robotics! Ventriloquism! Cloning! For all we know, : he could be on steroids! JUDGE BUMBLETON: Mr. Benson?
BARRY: Ladies and gentlemen, there's no trickery here. : I'm just an ordinary bee. Honey's pretty important to me. : It's important to all bees. We invented it! : We make it. And we protect it with our lives. : Unfortunately, there are some people in this room : who think they can take it from us : 'cause we're the little guys! I'm hoping that, after this is all over, : you'll see how, by taking our honey, you not only take everything we have : but everything we are! JANET== (To Martin) I wish he'd dress like that all the time. So nice! JUDGE BUMBLETON: Call your first witness. BARRY: So, Mr. Klauss Vanderhayden
of Honey Farms, big company you have. KLAUSS VANDERHAYDEN: I suppose so. BARRY: I see you also own Honeyburton and Honron! KLAUSS: Yes, they provide beekeepers for our farms. BARRY: Beekeeper. I find that to be a very disturbing term. : I don't imagine you employ any bee-free-ers, do you? KLAUSS: (Quietly) - No. BARRY: - I couldn't hear you. KLAUSS: - No. BARRY: - No. : Because you don't free bees. You keep bees. Not only that, : it seems you thought a bear would be an appropriate image for a jar of honey. KLAUSS: They're very lovable creatures.
: Yogi Bear, Fozzie Bear, Build-A-Bear. BARRY: You mean like this? (The bear from Over The Hedge barges in through the back door and it is roaring and standing on its hind legs. It is thrashing its claws and people are screaming. It is being held back by a guard who has the bear on a chain) : (Pointing to the roaring bear) Bears kill bees! : How'd you like his head crashing through your living room?! : Biting into your couch! Spitting out your throw pillows! JUDGE BUMBLETON: OK, that's enough. Take him away. (The bear stops roaring and thrashing and walks out) BARRY: So, Mr. Sting, thank you for being here. Your name intrigues me. : - Where have I heard it before? MR. STING: - I was with a band called The Police. BARRY: But you've never been a police officer, have you? STING: No, I haven't. BARRY:
No, you haven't. And so here we have yet another example : of bee culture casually stolen by a human : for nothing more than a prance-about stage name. STING: Oh, please. BARRY: Have you ever been stung, Mr. Sting? : Because I'm feeling a little stung, Sting. : Or should I say... Mr. Gordon M. Sumner! MONTGOMERY: That's not his real name?! You idiots! BARRY: Mr. Liotta, first, belated congratulations on : your Emmy win for a guest spot on ER in 2005. RAY LIOTTA: Thank you. Thank you. BARRY: I see from your resume that you're devilishly handsome : with a churning inner turmoil
that's ready to blow. RAY LIOTTA: I enjoy what I do. Is that a crime? BARRY: Not yet it isn't. But is this what it's come to for you? : Exploiting tiny, helpless bees so you don't : have to rehearse your part and learn your lines, sir? RAY LIOTTA: Watch it, Benson! I could blow right now! BARRY: This isn't a goodfella. This is a badfella! (Ray Liotta looses it and tries to grab Barry) RAY LIOTTA: Why doesn't someone just step on this creep, and we can all go home?! JUDGE BUMBLETON: - Order in this court! RAY LIOTTA: - You're all thinking it! (Judge Bumbleton starts banging her gavel) JUDGE BUMBLETON: Order! Order, I say! RAY LIOTTA: - Say it! MAN:
I didn't want all this to go to waste, so I called Barry. Luckily, he was free. KEN: Oh, that was lucky. (Ken sits down at the table across from Barry and Vanessa leaves the room) VANESSA: There's a little left. I could heat it up. KEN: (Not taking his eyes off Barry) Yeah, heat it up, sure, whatever. BARRY: So I hear you're quite a tennis player. : I'm not much for the game myself. The ball's a little grabby. KEN: That's where I usually sit. Right... (Points to where Barry is sitting) there. VANESSA: (Calling from other room) Ken, Barry was looking at your resume, : and he agreed with me that eating with chopsticks isn't really a special skill. KEN: (To Barry) You think I don't see what you're doing? BARRY: I know how hard it is to find the right job. We have that in common.
KEN: Do we? BARRY: Bees have 100 percent employment, but we do jobs like taking the crud out. KEN: (Menacingly) That's just what I was thinking about doing. (Ken reaches for a fork on the table but knocks if on the floor. He goes to pick it up) VANESSA: Ken, I let Barry borrow your razor for his fuzz. I hope that was all right. (Ken quickly rises back up after hearing this but hits his head on the table and yells) BARRY: I'm going to drain the old stinger. KEN: Yeah, you do that. (Barry flies past Ken to get to the bathroom and Ken freaks out, splashing some of the wine he was using to cool his head in his eyes. He yells in anger) (Barry looks at the magazines featuring his victories in court) BARRY: Look at that. (Barry flies into the bathroom) (He puts his hand on his head but this makes hurts him and makes him even madder. He yells again) (Barry is washing his hands in the sink but then Ken walks in) KEN: You know, you know I've just about had it (Closes bathroom door behind him) with your little mind games. (Ken is menacingly rolling up a magazine) BARRY:
(Backing away) - What's that? KEN: - Italian Vogue. BARRY: Mamma mia, that's a lot of pages. KEN: It's a lot of ads. BARRY: Remember what Van said, why is your life more valuable than mine? KEN: That's funny, I just can't seem to recall that! (Ken smashes everything off the sink with the magazine and Barry narrowly escapes) (Ken follows Barry around and tries to hit him with the magazine but he keeps missing) (Ken gets a spray bottle) : I think something stinks in here! BARRY: (Enjoying the spray) I love the smell of flowers. (Ken holds a lighter in front of the spray bottle) KEN: How do you like the smell of flames?! BARRY: Not as much. (Ken fires his make-shift flamethrower but misses Barry, burning the bathroom. He torches the whole room but looses his footing and falls into the bathtub. After getting hit in the head by falling objects 3 times he picks up the shower head, revealing a Water bug hiding under it) WATER BUG: Water bug! Not taking sides!
(Barry gets up out of a pile of bathroom supplies and he is wearing a chapstick hat) BARRY: Ken, I'm wearing a Chapstick hat! This is pathetic! (Ken switches the shower head to lethal) KEN: I've got issues! (Ken sprays Barry with the shower head and he crash lands into the toilet) (Ken menacingly looks down into the toilet at Barry) Well, well, well, a royal flush! BARRY: - You're bluffing. KEN: - Am I? (flushes toilet) (Barry grabs a chapstick from the toilet seat and uses it to surf in the flushing toilet) BARRY: Surf's up, dude! (Barry flies out of the toilet on the chapstick and sprays Ken's face with the toilet water) : EW,Poo water! BARRY: That bowl is gnarly. KEN: (Aiming a toilet cleaner at Barry) Except for those dirty yellow rings! (Barry cowers and covers his head and Vanessa runs in and takes the toilet cleaner from Ken just before he hits Barry) VANESSA: Kenneth! What are you doing?! KEN== (Leaning towards Barry)
You know, I don't even like honey! I don't eat it! VANESSA: We need to talk! (Vanessa pulls Ken out of the bathroom) : He's just a little bee! : And he happens to be the nicest bee I've met in a long time! KEN: Long time? What are you talking about?! Are there other bugs in your life? VANESSA: No, but there are other things bugging me in life. And you're one of them! KEN: Fine! Talking bees, no yogurt night... : My nerves are fried from riding on this emotional roller coaster! VANESSA: Goodbye, Ken. (Ken huffs and walks out and slams the door. But suddenly he walks back in and stares at Barry) : And for your information, I prefer sugar-free, artificial sweeteners MADE BY MAN! (Ken leaves again and Vanessa leans in towards Barry) VANESSA: I'm sorry about all that. (Ken walks back in again)
KEN: I know it's got an aftertaste! I LIKE IT! (Ken leaves for the last time) VANESSA: I always felt there was some kind of barrier between Ken and me. : I couldn't overcome it. Oh, well. : Are you OK for the trial? BARRY: I believe Mr. Montgomery is about out of ideas. (Flash forward in time and Barry, Adam, and Vanessa are back in court) MONTGOMERY-- We would like to call Mr. Barry Benson Bee to the stand. ADAM: Good idea! You can really see why he's considered one of the best lawyers... (Barry stares at Adam) ...Yeah. LAWYER: Layton, you've gotta weave some magic with this jury, or it's gonna be all over. MONTGOMERY: Don't worry. The only thing I have to do to turn this jury around : is to remind them of what they don't like about bees. (To lawyer)
MONTGOMERY: Oh, I'm hit!! : Oh, lordy, I am hit! JUDGE BUMBLETON: (Banging gavel) Order! Order! MONTGOMERY: (Overreacting) The venom! The venom is coursing through my veins! : I have been felled by a winged beast of destruction! : You see? You can't treat them like equals! They're striped savages! : Stinging's the only thing they know! It's their way! BARRY: - Adam, stay with me. ADAM: - I can't feel my legs. MONTGOMERY: (Overreacting and throwing his body around the room) What angel of mercy will come forward to suck the poison : from my heaving buttocks? JUDGE BUMLBETON: I will have order in this court. Order!
: Order, please! (Flash forward in time and we see a human news reporter) NEWS REPORTER: The case of the honeybees versus the human race : took a pointed turn against the bees : yesterday when one of their legal team stung Layton T. Montgomery. (Adam is laying in a hospital bed and Barry flies in to see him) BARRY: - Hey, buddy. ADAM: - Hey. BARRY: - Is there much pain? ADAM: - Yeah. : I... : I blew the whole case, didn't I? BARRY: It doesn't matter. What matters is you're alive. You could have died. ADAM: I'd be better off dead. Look at me. (A small plastic sword is replaced as Adam's stinger) They got it from the cafeteria downstairs, in a tuna sandwich.
: Look, there's a little celery still on it. (Flicks off the celery and sighs) BARRY: What was it like to sting someone? ADAM: I can't explain it. It was all... : All adrenaline and then... and then ecstasy! BARRY: ...All right. ADAM: You think it was all a trap? BARRY: Of course. I'm sorry. I flew us right into this. : What were we thinking? Look at us. We're just a couple of bugs in this world. ADAM: What will the humans do to us if they win? BARRY: I don't know. ADAM: I hear they put the roaches in motels. That doesn't sound so bad. BARRY: Adam, they check in, but they don't check out!
ADAM: Oh, my. (Coughs) Could you get a nurse to close that window? BARRY: - Why? ADAM: - The smoke. (We can see that two humans are smoking cigarettes outside) : Bees don't smoke. BARRY: Right. Bees don't smoke. : Bees don't smoke! But some bees are smoking. : That's it! That's our case! ADAM: It is? It's not over? BARRY: Get dressed. I've gotta go somewhere. : Get back to the court and stall. Stall any way you can. (Flash forward in time and Adam is making a paper boat in the courtroom) ADAM: And assuming you've done step 29 correctly, you're ready for the tub! (We see that the jury have each made their own paper boats after being taught how by Adam. They all look confused) JUDGE BUMBLETON:
Mr. Flayman. ADAM: Yes? Yes, Your Honor! JUDGE BUMBLETON: Where is the rest of your team? ADAM: (Continues stalling) Well, Your Honor, it's interesting. : Bees are trained to fly haphazardly, : and as a result, we don't make very good time. : I actually heard a funny story about... MONTGOMERY: Your Honor, haven't these ridiculous bugs : taken up enough of this court's valuable time? : How much longer will we allow these absurd shenanigans to go on? : They have presented no compelling evidence to support their charges : against my clients, who run legitimate businesses. : I move for a complete dismissal
of this entire case! JUDGE BUMBLETON: Mr. Flayman, I'm afraid I'm going : to have to consider Mr. Montgomery's motion. ADAM: But you can't! We have a terrific case. MONTGOMERY: Where is your proof? Where is the evidence? : Show me the smoking gun! BARRY: (Barry flies in through the door) Hold it, Your Honor! You want a smoking gun? : Here is your smoking gun. (Vanessa walks in holding a bee smoker. She sets it down on the Judge's podium) JUDGE BUMBLETON: What is that? BARRY: It's a bee smoker! MONTGOMERY: (Picks up smoker) What, this? This harmless little contraption? : This couldn't hurt a fly, let alone a bee. (Montgomery accidentally fires it at the bees in the crowd and they faint
and cough) (Dozens of reporters start taking pictures of the suffering bees) BARRY: Look at what has happened : to bees who have never been asked, "Smoking or non?" : Is this what nature intended for us? : To be forcibly addicted to smoke machines : and man-made wooden slat work camps? : Living out our lives as honey slaves to the white man? (Barry points to the honey industry owners. One of them is an African American so he awkwardly separates himself from the others) LAWYER: - What are we gonna do? - He's playing the species card. BARRY: Ladies and gentlemen, please, free these bees! ADAM AND VANESSA: Free the bees! Free the bees! BEES IN CROWD: Free the bees! HUMAN JURY: Free the bees! Free the bees! JUDGE BUMBLETON: The court finds in favor of the bees!
BARRY: Vanessa, we won! VANESSA: I knew you could do it! High-five! (Vanessa hits Barry hard because her hand is too big) : Sorry. BARRY: (Overjoyed) I'm OK! You know what this means? : All the honey will finally belong to the bees. : Now we won't have to work so hard all the time. MONTGOMERY: This is an unholy perversion of the balance of nature, Benson. : You'll regret this. (Montgomery leaves and Barry goes outside the courtroom. Several reporters start asking Barry questions) REPORTER 1#: Barry, how much honey is out there? BARRY: All right. One at a time. REPORTER 2#: Barry, who are you wearing? BARRY: My sweater is Ralph Lauren, and I have no pants.
(Barry flies outside with the paparazzi and Adam and Vanessa stay back) ADAM: (To Vanessa) - What if Montgomery's right? Vanessa: - What do you mean? ADAM: We've been living the bee way a long time, 27 million years. (Flash forward in time and Barry is talking to a man) BUSINESS MAN: Congratulations on your victory. What will you demand as a settlement? BARRY: First, we'll demand a complete shutdown of all bee work camps. (As Barry is talking we see a montage of men putting "closed" tape over the work camps and freeing the bees in the crappy apartments) Then we want back the honey that was ours to begin with, : every last drop. (Men in suits are pushing all the honey of the aisle and into carts) We demand an end to the glorification of the bear as anything more (We see a statue of a bear-shaped honey container being pulled down by bees) than a filthy, smelly, bad-breath stink machine. : We're all aware of what they do in the woods. (We see Winnie the Pooh sharing his honey with Piglet in the cross-hairs of a high-tech sniper rifle) BARRY: (Looking through binoculars)
Wait for my signal. : Take him out. (Winnie gets hit by a tranquilizer dart and dramatically falls off the log he was standing on, his tongue hanging out. Piglet looks at Pooh in fear and the Sniper takes the honey.) SNIPER: He'll have nausea for a few hours, then he'll be fine. (Flash forward in time) BARRY: And we will no longer tolerate bee-negative nicknames... (Mr. Sting is sitting at home until he is taken out of his house by the men in suits) STING: But it's just a prance-about stage name! BARRY: ...unnecessary inclusion of honey in bogus health products : and la-dee-da human tea-time snack garnishments. (An old lady is mixing honey into her tea but suddenly men in suits smash her face down on the table and take the honey) OLD LADY: Can't breathe. (A honey truck pulls up to Barry's hive) WORKER: Bring it in, boys! : Hold it right there! Good. : Tap it.
(Tons of honey is being pumped into the hive's storage) BEE WORKER 1#: (Honey overflows from the cup) Mr. Buzzwell, we just passed three cups, and there's gallons more coming! : - I think we need to shut down! =BEE WORKER #2= - Shut down? We've never shut down. : Shut down honey production! DEAN BUZZWELL: Stop making honey! (The bees all leave their stations. Two bees run into a room and they put the keys into a machine) Turn your key, sir! (Two worker bees dramatically turn their keys, which opens the button which they press, shutting down the honey-making machines. This is the first time this has ever happened) BEE: ...What do we do now? (Flash forward in time and a Bee is about to jump into a pool full of honey) Cannonball! (The bee gets stuck in the honey and we get a short montage of Bees leaving work) (We see the Pollen Jocks flying but one of them gets a call on his antenna) LOU LU DUVA: (Through "phone") We're shutting honey production! : Mission abort. POLLEN JOCK #1: Aborting pollination and nectar detail. Returning to base. (The Pollen Jocks fly back to the hive)
(We get a time lapse of Central Park slowly wilting away as the bees all relax) BARRY: Adam, you wouldn't believe how much honey was out there. ADAM: Oh, yeah? BARRY: What's going on? Where is everybody? (The entire street is deserted) : - Are they out celebrating? ADAM: - They're home. : They don't know what to do. Laying out, sleeping in. : I heard your Uncle Carl was on his way to San Antonio with a cricket. BARRY: At least we got our honey back. ADAM: Sometimes I think, so what if humans liked our honey? Who wouldn't? : It's the greatest thing in the world! I was excited to be part of making it. : This was my new desk. This was my new job. I wanted to do it really well. :
And now... : Now I can't. (Flash forward in time and Barry is talking to Vanessa) BARRY: I don't understand why they're not happy. : I thought their lives would be better! : They're doing nothing. It's amazing. Honey really changes people. VANESSA: You don't have any idea what's going on, do you? BARRY: - What did you want to show me? (Vanessa takes Barry to the rooftop where they first had coffee and points to her store) VANESSA: - This. (Points at her flowers. They are all grey and wilting) BARRY: What happened here? VANESSA: That is not the half of it. (Small flash forward in time and Vanessa and Barry are on the roof of her store and she points to Central Park) (We see that Central Park is no longer green and colorful, rather it is grey, brown, and dead-like. It is very depressing to look at) BARRY: Oh, no. Oh, my. :
They're all wilting. VANESSA: Doesn't look very good, does it? BARRY: No. VANESSA: And whose fault do you think that is? BARRY: You know, I'm gonna guess bees. VANESSA== (Staring at Barry) Bees? BARRY: Specifically, me. : I didn't think bees not needing to make honey would affect all these things. VANESSA: It's not just flowers. Fruits, vegetables, they all need bees. BARRY: That's our whole SAT test right there. VANESSA: Take away produce, that affects the entire animal kingdom. : And then, of course... BARRY: The human species? : So if there's no more pollination,
: it could all just go south here, couldn't it? VANESSA: I know this is also partly my fault. BARRY: How about a suicide pact? VANESSA: How do we do it? BARRY: - I'll sting you, you step on me. VANESSA: - That just kills you twice. BARRY: Right, right. VANESSA: Listen, Barry... sorry, but I gotta get going. (Vanessa leaves) BARRY: (To himself) I had to open my mouth and talk. : Vanessa? : Vanessa? Why are you leaving? Where are you going? (Vanessa is getting into a taxi) VANESSA: To the final Tournament of Roses parade in Pasadena. :
They've moved it to this weekend because all the flowers are dying. : It's the last chance I'll ever have to see it. BARRY: Vanessa, I just wanna say I'm sorry. I never meant it to turn out like this. VANESSA: I know. Me neither. (The taxi starts to drive away) BARRY: Tournament of Roses. Roses can't do sports. : Wait a minute. Roses. Roses? : Roses! : Vanessa! (Barry flies after the Taxi) VANESSA: Roses?! : Barry? (Barry is flying outside the window of the taxi) BARRY: - Roses are flowers! VANESSA: - Yes, they are. BARRY: Flowers, bees, pollen!
VANESSA: I know. That's why this is the last parade. BARRY: Maybe not. Could you ask him to slow down? VANESSA: Could you slow down? (The taxi driver screeches to a stop and Barry keeps flying forward) : Barry! (Barry flies back to the window) BARRY: OK, I made a huge mistake. This is a total disaster, all my fault. VANESSA: Yes, it kind of is. BARRY: I've ruined the planet. I wanted to help you : with the flower shop. I've made it worse. VANESSA: Actually, it's completely closed down. BARRY: I thought maybe you were remodeling. : But I have another idea, and it's greater than my previous ideas combined. VANESSA: I don't want to hear it!
BARRY: All right, they have the roses, the roses have the pollen. : I know every bee, plant and flower bud in this park. : All we gotta do is get what they've got back here with what we've got. : - Bees. VANESSA: - Park. BARRY: - Pollen! VANESSA: - Flowers. BARRY: - Re-pollination! VANESSA: - Across the nation! : Tournament of Roses, Pasadena, California. : They've got nothing but flowers, floats and cotton candy. : Security will be tight. BARRY: I have an idea.
(Flash forward in time. Vanessa is about to board a plane which has all the Roses on board. VANESSA: Vanessa Bloome, FTD. (Holds out badge) : Official floral business. It's real. SECURITY GUARD: Sorry, ma'am. Nice brooch. =VANESSA== Thank you. It was a gift. (Barry is revealed to be hiding inside the brooch) (Flash back in time and Barry and Vanessa are discussing their plan) BARRY: Once inside, we just pick the right float. VANESSA: How about The Princess and the Pea? : I could be the princess, and you could be the pea! BARRY: Yes, I got it. : - Where should I sit? GUARD: - What are you? BARRY: - I believe I'm the pea. GUARD: - The pea? VANESSA:
It goes under the mattresses. GUARD: - Not in this fairy tale, sweetheart. - I'm getting the marshal. VANESSA: You do that! This whole parade is a fiasco! : Let's see what this baby'll do. (Vanessa drives the float through traffic) GUARD: Hey, what are you doing?! BARRY== Then all we do is blend in with traffic... : ...without arousing suspicion. : Once at the airport, there's no stopping us. (Flash forward in time and Barry and Vanessa are about to get on a plane) SECURITY GUARD: Stop! Security. : - You and your insect pack your float? VANESSA: - Yes. SECURITY GUARD: Has it been in your possession the entire time? VANESSA: - Yes.
SECURITY GUARD: Would you remove your shoes? (To Barry) - Remove your stinger. BARRY: - It's part of me. SECURITY GUARD: I know. Just having some fun. Enjoy your flight. (Barry plotting with Vanessa) BARRY: Then if we're lucky, we'll have just enough pollen to do the job. (Flash forward in time and Barry and Vanessa are flying on the plane) Can you believe how lucky we are? We have just enough pollen to do the job! VANESSA: I think this is gonna work. BARRY: It's got to work. CAPTAIN SCOTT: (On intercom) Attention, passengers, this is Captain Scott. : We have a bit of bad weather in New York. : It looks like we'll experience a couple hours delay. VANESSA: Barry, these are cut flowers with no water. They'll never make it. BARRY:
I gotta get up there and talk to them. VANESSA== Be careful. (Barry flies right outside the cockpit door) BARRY: Can I get help with the Sky Mall magazine? I'd like to order the talking inflatable nose and ear hair trimmer. (The flight attendant opens the door and walks out and Barry flies into the cockpit unseen) BARRY: Captain, I'm in a real situation. CAPTAIN SCOTT: - What'd you say, Hal? CO-PILOT HAL: - Nothing. (Scott notices Barry and freaks out) CAPTAIN SCOTT: Bee! BARRY: No,no,no, Don't freak out! My entire species... (Captain Scott gets out of his seat and tries to suck Barry into a handheld vacuum) HAL: (To Scott) What are you doing? (Barry lands on Hals hair but Scott sees him. He tries to suck up Barry but instead he sucks up Hals toupee) CAPTAIN SCOTT: Uh-oh. BARRY: - Wait a minute! I'm an attorney!
HAL: (Hal doesn't know Barry is on his head) - Who's an attorney? CAPTAIN SCOTT: Don't move. (Scott hits Hal in the face with the vacuum in an attempt to hit Barry. Hal is knocked out and he falls on the life raft button which launches an infalatable boat into Scott, who gets knocked out and falls to the floor. They are both uncounscious.) BARRY: (To himself) Oh, Barry. BARRY: (On intercom, with a Southern accent) Good afternoon, passengers. This is your captain. : Would a Miss Vanessa Bloome in 24B please report to the cockpit? (Vanessa looks confused) (Normal accent) ...And please hurry! (Vanessa opens the door and sees the life raft and the uncounscious pilots) VANESSA: What happened here? BARRY: I tried to talk to them, but then there was a DustBuster, a toupee, a life raft exploded. : Now one's bald, one's in a boat, and they're both unconscious! VANESSA: ...Is that another bee joke? BARRY:
VANESSA: I can't fly a plane. BARRY: - Why not? Isn't John Travolta a pilot? VANESSA: - Yes. BARRY: How hard could it be? (Vanessa sits down and flies for a little bit but we see lightning clouds outside the window) VANESSA: Wait, Barry! We're headed into some lightning. (An ominous lightning storm looms in front of the plane) (We are now watching the Bee News) BOB BUMBLE: This is Bob Bumble. We have some late-breaking news from JFK Airport, : where a suspenseful scene is developing. : Barry Benson, fresh from his legal victory... ADAM: That's Barry! BOB BUMBLE: ...is attempting to land a plane, loaded with people, flowers : and an incapacitated flight crew. JANET, MARTIN, UNCLE CAR AND ADAM: Flowers?! (The scene switches to the human news)
REPORTER: (Talking with Bob Bumble) We have a storm in the area and two individuals at the controls : with absolutely no flight experience. BOB BUMBLE: Just a minute. There's a bee on that plane. BUD: I'm quite familiar with Mr. Benson and his no-account compadres. : They've done enough damage. REPORTER: But isn't he your only hope? BUD: Technically, a bee shouldn't be able to fly at all. : Their wings are too small... BARRY: (Through radio) Haven't we heard this a million times? : "The surface area of the wings and body mass make no sense."... BOB BUMBLE: - Get this on the air! BEE: - Got it.
BEE NEWS CREW: - Stand by. BEE NEWS CREW: - We're going live! BARRY: (Through radio on TV) ...The way we work may be a mystery to you. : Making honey takes a lot of bees doing a lot of small jobs. : But let me tell you about a small job. : If you do it well, it makes a big difference. : More than we realized. To us, to everyone. : That's why I want to get bees back to working together. : That's the bee way! We're not made of Jell-O. : We get behind a fellow. : - Black and yellow! BEES: - Hello! (The scene switches and Barry is teaching Vanessa how to fly) BARRY:
Left, right, down, hover. VANESSA: - Hover? BARRY: - Forget hover. VANESSA: This isn't so hard. (Pretending to honk the horn) Beep-beep! Beep-beep! (A Lightning bolt hits the plane and autopilot turns off) Barry, what happened?! BARRY: Wait, I think we were on autopilot the whole time. VANESSA: - That may have been helping me. BARRY: - And now we're not! VANESSA: So it turns out I cannot fly a plane. (The plane plummets but we see Lou Lu Duva and the Pollen Jocks, along with multiple other bees flying towards the plane) Lou Lu DUva: All of you, let's get behind this fellow! Move it out! : Move out! (The scene switches back to Vanessa and Barry in the plane) BARRY: Our only chance is if I do what I'd do, you copy me with the wings of the plane! (Barry sticks out his arms like an airplane and flys in front of Vanessa's face)
VANESSA: Don't have to yell. BARRY: I'm not yelling! We're in a lot of trouble. VANESSA: It's very hard to concentrate with that panicky tone in your voice! BARRY: It's not a tone. I'm panicking! VANESSA: I can't do this! (Barry slaps Vanessa) BARRY: Vanessa, pull yourself together. You have to snap out of it! VANESSA: (Slaps Barry) You snap out of it. BARRY: (Slaps Vanessa) : You snap out of it. VANESSA: - You snap out of it! BARRY: - You snap out of it! (We see that all the Pollen Jocks are flying under the plane) VANESSA: - You snap out of it! BARRY: - You snap out of it!
VANESSA: - You snap out of it! BARRY: - You snap out of it! VANESSA: - Hold it! BARRY: - Why? Come on, it's my turn. VANESSA: How is the plane flying? (The plane is now safely flying) VANESSA: I don't know. (Barry's antennae rings like a phone. Barry picks up) BARRY: Hello? LOU LU DUVA: (Through "phone") Benson, got any flowers for a happy occasion in there? (All of the Pollen Jocks are carrying the plane) BARRY: The Pollen Jocks! : They do get behind a fellow. LOU LU DUVA: - Black and yellow. POLLEN JOCKS: - Hello. LOU LU DUVA: All right, let's drop this tin can
on the blacktop. BARRY: Where? I can't see anything. Can you? VANESSA: No, nothing. It's all cloudy. : Come on. You got to think bee, Barry. BARRY: - Thinking bee. - Thinking bee. (On the runway there are millions of bees laying on their backs) BEES: Thinking bee! Thinking bee! Thinking bee! BARRY: Wait a minute. I think I'm feeling something. VANESSA: - What? BARRY: - I don't know. It's strong, pulling me. : Like a 27-million-year-old instinct. : Bring the nose down. BEES: Thinking bee! Thinking bee! Thinking bee! CONTROL TOWER OPERATOR: - What in the world is on the tarmac? BUD: - Get some lights on that!
(It is revealed that all the bees are organized into a giant pulsating flower formation) BEES: Thinking bee! Thinking bee! Thinking bee! BARRY: - Vanessa, aim for the flower. VANESSA: - OK. BARRY: Out the engines. We're going in on bee power. Ready, boys? LOU LU DUVA: Affirmative! BARRY: Good. Good. Easy, now. That's it. : Land on that flower! : Ready? Full reverse! : Spin it around! (The plane's nose is pointed at a flower painted on a nearby plane) - Not that flower! The other one! VANESSA: - Which one? BARRY: - That flower. (The plane is now pointed at a fat guy in a flowered shirt. He freaks out and tries to take a picture of the plane) VANESSA: - I'm aiming at the flower!
BARRY: That's a fat guy in a flowered shirt. I mean the giant pulsating flower made of millions of bees! (The plane hovers over the bee-flower) : Pull forward. Nose down. Tail up. : Rotate around it. VANESSA: - This is insane, Barry! BARRY: - This's the only way I know how to fly. BUD: Am I koo-koo-kachoo, or is this plane flying in an insect-like pattern? (The plane is unrealistically hovering and spinning over the bee-flower) BARRY: Get your nose in there. Don't be afraid. Smell it. Full reverse! : Just drop it. Be a part of it. : Aim for the center! : Now drop it in! Drop it in, woman! : Come on, already. (The bees scatter and the plane safely lands) VANESSA: Barry, we did it! You taught me how to fly!
BARRY: - Yes! (Vanessa is about to high-five Barry) No high-five! VANESSA: - Right. ADAM: Barry, it worked! Did you see the giant flower? BARRY: What giant flower? Where? Of course I saw the flower! That was genius! ADAM: - Thank you. BARRY: - But we're not done yet. : Listen, everyone! : This runway is covered with the last pollen : from the last flowers available anywhere on Earth. : That means this is our last chance. : We're the only ones who make honey, pollinate flowers and dress like this. : If we're gonna survive as a species, this is our moment! What do you say?
: Are we going to be bees, or just Museum of Natural History keychains? BEES: We're bees! BEE WHO LIKES KEYCHAINS: Keychain! BARRY: Then follow me! Except Keychain. POLLEN JOCK #1: Hold on, Barry. Here. : You've earned this. BARRY: Yeah! : I'm a Pollen Jock! And it's a perfect fit. All I gotta do are the sleeves. (The Pollen Jocks throw Barry a nectar-collecting gun. Barry catches it) Oh, yeah. JANET: That's our Barry. (Barry and the Pollen Jocks get pollen from the flowers on the plane) (Flash forward in time and the Pollen Jocks are flying over NYC) : (Barry pollinates the flowers in Vanessa's shop and then heads to Central Park) BOY IN PARK: Mom! The bees are back! ADAM: (Putting on his Krelman hat) If anybody needs
to make a call, now's the time. : I got a feeling we'll be working late tonight! (The bee honey factories are back up and running) (Meanwhile at Vanessa's shop) VANESSA: (To customer) Here's your change. Have a great afternoon! Can I help who's next? : Would you like some honey with that? It is bee-approved. Don't forget these. (There is a room in the shop where Barry does legal work for other animals. He is currently talking with a Cow) COW: Milk, cream, cheese, it's all me. And I don't see a nickel! : Sometimes I just feel like a piece of meat! BARRY: I had no idea. VANESSA: Barry, I'm sorry. Have you got a moment? BARRY: Would you excuse me? My mosquito associate will help you. MOOSEBLOOD: Sorry I'm late. COW: He's a lawyer too?
MOOSEBLOOD: Ma'am, I was already a blood-sucking parasite. All I needed was a briefcase. VANESSA: Have a great afternoon! : Barry, I just got this huge tulip order, and I can't get them anywhere. BARRY: No problem, Vannie. Just leave it to me. VANESSA: You're a lifesaver, Barry. Can I help who's next? BARRY: All right, scramble, jocks! It's time to fly. VANESSA: Thank you, Barry! (Ken walks by on the sidewalk and sees the "bee-approved honey" in Vanessa's shop) KEN: That bee is living my life!! ANDY: Let it go, Kenny. KEN: - When will this nightmare end?! ANDY: - Let it all go. BARRY: - Beautiful day to fly. POLLEN JOCK:
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2023.06.09 00:51 cute_brute Preserving the audio file of the CEO lying; Just incase it gets taken down. Any good sites to keep it up forever?

The now infamous recorded audio call. Where can we preserve it on behalf of Christian?
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2023.06.09 00:51 Protoman_mc just unsubbed from r/memespeopledidnotlike beacuse now the sub post every bad meme that they found, at the start was a good sub, mocking how people could not take a joke or offended easily, in this post the guy filming acused his friend of being a pedo in a wallmart.

just unsubbed from memespeopledidnotlike beacuse now the sub post every bad meme that they found, at the start was a good sub, mocking how people could not take a joke or offended easily, in this post the guy filming acused his friend of being a pedo in a wallmart. submitted by Protoman_mc to JustUnsubbed [link] [comments]

2023.06.09 00:50 sergiu-exe Where is my haul?

Where is my haul?
Six days has passed and still no update. I used Tarifless to Romania, declared $20.13 for almost 6kg
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2023.06.09 00:49 bailey12348 [H] Huge Tau, Kharadron and space marine Lots (with some extras) [W] Paypal [Loc]Canada but will ship world.

Hey Miniswap people been a while. I have a huge lot here so bear with the incoming wall of text. I'm looking to sell everything with prices being negotiable with better deals if you buy a whole lot or everything here. I'd prefer to keep things in lots if it all possible.
Ask for better pictures of stuff as I have mostly just taken large lot pictures. lol.
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Tau:
GhostKeel mostly Built
1 Riptide assembled and base-coated
1 painted broadside
2 primed and magnetized broadsides
2 mostly painted devilfish
2 tau commanders in different armor
1 Ethereal
Darkstrider new on sprue
9 Crisis suits painted pretty good
15 well painted breachers?
5 pathfinders
16 various breachers/troops
3 various pathfinder drones
2 stealth drones
4 drones new on sprue
8 gun drones 7 well painted 1 missing base
10 shield drones
12 markerlight drones well painted 5 missing base
3 Turret drones
several breachepathfinder on sprue with
1310$ Cad retail or 980$ USD retail Values
I Would like 30% below retail so 900$ CAD or 680$ USD roughly. But price is negotiable.
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Kharadron Overlords:
5 Grundstok Gunhauler Built and base coated/primed
1 Frigate mostly built and unpainted
1 Brokk Grungsson New on sprue
12 Endriggeskywardens new on sprue
15 Thunderers built/primed and some painted
3 Endriggers mostly built
25 Arkanaut company
1175$ CAD retail or 880$ USD retail Values
Again I would like 30% below retail 822$ CAD or 616$ USD . But price is negotiable
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Space Marines:
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6 Outriders 1 painted 5 primed
10 Assault Intercessors 1 new on sprue
Primaris Captain converted to Salamanders
Salamadner upgrade sprues with most of the parts. + other various salamander 3d printed bits
3 painted Ultramarine Bolt storm aggressors
3 new on sprue easy build aggressors
3 Primaris eradicators Built unpainted
10 new on sprue primaris incursoinfiltrators
Phobos Librarian new on sprue
2 devastators squads (10)
White scars Bike upgrade unopened
12 Primaris intercessors of various primed and basecoated states
2 Reviers?
41 Tactical Marines + 3 or 4 needing repair
20 Death Watch
Death watch sprues
Old Captain model
other random models and a couple of hero models that I cant identify
Various bits.
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1215$ CAD Retail or 909$ USD retail
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Same deal would like 30% below retail: 850$ CAD or 636% USD. Prices negotiable
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Necrons/Orks/bits:
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Burna Boys with 1 spanna
a few random ork boys
10 Necron warrios new on sprue. With 3 scarab swarms new on sprue.
9 painted Necron Warriors
New on sprue Skorpekh Destroyers box
Necron Royal Warden
Leagues of Votann limited edition Codex
Retail 300$ CAD roughly. 224$ USD retail roughly,
30% below retail 210$ CAD or 156$ USD
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The total retail value for everything here is Over 4000$ CAD or over 2993$ USD if you buy the whole lot Ill sell it for 50% below retail or 2100$ CAD or 1571$ USD again, negotiable. haha.
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Thanks for looking.
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Let me know if you want anymore pictures.
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I'm open to negotiating :)
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Pictures: https://imgur.com/a/xrtyc6M
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2023.06.09 00:48 Salty_Worldliness_96 Tough but not impossible

5’2 here in my mid 30s. Throughout my life I’ve always been the shortest guy in school, friend groups, etc. Everyone in my immediate family is also short (parents and siblings).
I’m successful professionally and have a confident attitude in the workplace - fortunately never felt judged by my height in that setting. Coworkers that later became friends have even pointed out that I “behave like I’m 6 feet tall” and “never saw my height”… whatever that means.
Finding a partner on the other hand has always been a different story. Even as a fairly good looking, smart and successful man, my height (or lack of confidence when interacting with women because of it) has led to a life of consistently feeling or being rejected by the opposite sex - my height has definitely cut me off from even being considered as a suitable partner on many occasions.
I was never able to date in high school or college. I wasn’t particularly popular but still had good group of friends, good looking, friendly, played in a rock band, etc. I excelled academically and as any young man my hormones drove me to pursue multiple love interests. Nothing ever materialized except during my last year of undergraduate studies - I dated the same woman for almost 5 yrs (she was 4’11… and had borderline personality disorder, so really rocky relationship that I stuck with because I didn’t want to struggle again finding a partner).
After this relationship I was single again for 5 + yrs (during which I was actively seeking to meet women - mostly through dating websites because I had moved to a different state for graduate studies). I was constantly struggling with not being taken seriously because of my height, frustrated seeing women’s profiles saying “do not contact me unless taller than 5’10-6 feet”, or not getting replies (even being laughed at) when disclosing my height. I try not to harbor any resentment towards women who rejected me based on such a superficial trait - especially since I probably did the same, but it definitely did hurt and left a big impression on me.
I am now married (my wife is 5’6 and doesn’t care about my height at all) and have a little one (destined to be a short king as well haha). The road is tough and definitely more difficult for us short men compared to average height or tall men but not impossible.
Now that I’m a father I keep thinking on how to approach my son as he realizes he is much shorter than his peers. What would I have wanted to hear my father tell me? What would have helped me feel more confident?
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2023.06.09 00:47 HeadOfSpectre One Year Later

I know you’re supposed to bring flowers, but Mom wasn’t really into flowers, so I brought wine instead. It seemed more her speed.
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The cemetery was empty when I got there. I mean, the graves were still there and the bodies were presumably all in the proper places, but I didn’t see any living people around, which was really just fine by me.
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I approached Mom’s grave quietly, and noted that someone had already brought a bouquet of flowers there. Probably my sister. I knew she’d been planning to visit today and I might have said I was busy today just to avoid going at the same time that she did. It wasn’t anything personal, I just preferred to grieve in my own way, and she might not have approved of what my way would look like. Hell, I was only about 85% sure that Mom would have approved of what I was going to do, but I took those odds anyways. Hopefully if she was watching me from somewhere, she’d at least appreciate the sentiment.
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I sat down beside the headstone and let out a tired sigh, before reading the name on it.
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Alexis Valentine
January 3rd 1970 - June 9th, 2022
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“Hey Mom, how’s it going?” I asked, before reaching into my bag for the bottle of red wine I’d brought. It wasn’t anything fancy, just a cheap merlot. She wouldn’t have wanted me to waste anything too fancy on her, if she couldn’t enjoy it herself.
“Party favor,” I explained, as if she’d asked. “Kinda seemed like what you’d want. I dunno. Maybe I’m wrong. I dunno…”
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I set the bottle down by her headstone, before leaning up against the headstone across from hers. I had a feeling that the owner really wouldn’t mind.
“Been one hell of a year you missed,” I said. “I killed my boss with an axe, got disemboweled, went to Greece with some vampires, pissed off a religious cult, got served as the meal at a cannibal restaurant and facilitated the collapse of what I’m pretty sure was a small nation, using a Flower Plague that God didn’t make and can’t kill… yeah. Hell of a year…”
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I sighed and reached for the wine bottle, before pulling the cork and taking a sip.
“I know that my original plan was to quit this whole monster hunting gig but… I don’t know. I tried. I really did, I tried! But without it, I don’t really know what else to do. I used to just do all of this because I figured that nobody really gave a shit about me, I figured that I might as well try and do some good before I eventually got my dumb ass killed. Now though… now I’ve actually got people I give a shit about. Deanna… or, Brie, I guess… she’s started going by Brie again. Something about honoring the family or something? I don’t fucking know. She’s been going through some shit, since you died. I mean, she’s been weirdly clingy with me lately, and I’m not saying I’m not grateful to have her around, I am! It’s just… odd.
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And it’s weird calling her Brie again! I mean, when she was a kid, you two used to have screaming matches over her wanting to go by Deanna. Now she’s going back to Brie I just… I don’t get it, man… I don’t. But she’s back in my life at least and it just… it feels good. And she’s not the only one I’ve got now, there’s other people. Friends… um… girls… lotta girls, actually… but they’re people I care about. People I don't want to lose and people who I know don't want to lose me. I figured that’d be enough to make me rethink this whole batshit insane monster hunting thing but no. It’s like… I just can’t really stop. Even when I tried to get out, I didn’t really get out. Soon as someone said: ‘Hey Nina, we’re hunting a werewolf, want in?’ I was literally right fucking there! Like, I didn’t even hesitate! They barely even needed to ask! It’s like… when I’m not doing this job, I’m still thinking about it. And honestly, it's gotten to the point where I can't help but find it a little worrying. I mean... the things I do on a daily basis, the things I just shrug off... it's fucked up! No sane, rational person woud do these things. But I do them. I guess part of it is because I still know that I’m doing something good… hell, with the change in management, I’m more sure of that than I’ve ever been before. And the money is still pretty good. But the violence of it… I dunno… it’s not the violence of it that scares me, it’s how little it bothers me. I can go out there, run over some fucking vampires and sleep like a baby and that worries me! Hell, there was that whole thing with that ‘small nation’. There were actual people fighting to protect that place and I just… yeah, the people who I was fighting were real pieces of shit. But they were still people…”
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I paused, realizing that I’d been rambling to myself and took another sip of wine. I didn’t really like the taste of it, but I’d be damned if I wasn’t going to have a drink with Mom on the anniversary of her death.
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“It’s hard to talk to Brie about any of this,” I admitted. “I don’t even know how to bring it up with the girls that I’m seeing. The only person I’ve really mentioned it to is my therapist and well… I dunno, that doesn’t feel like it’s enough. I still feel like I’m keeping a secret and I don’t like it.”
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I sighed before resting against the headstone behind me.
“If you were still here, I’d probably be worried about telling you too…” I said under my breath, before changing the subject.
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“You’d probably like some of the girls I’ve met though. No guys… I tried but like… I think my luck with guys is just as bad as Deanna… Brie’s… I mean, nobody died and got their corpse displayed in reisin. But like, the ones I did go out with were just as shitty as usual. The more things change, the more they stay the same, I guess. Anyways, there’s this one co-worker I’ve got. Justice… I mean… she’s great. And I know that if I really wanted to, then maybe she’d be open to… I don’t know, something a little more serious. Problem is, I don’t really know if I’m up for that yet. Like… emotionally. She’s really sweet and everything, and she’s smart as fuck but I just… I don’t know, I know she could do better. I mean… you get what I’m saying, right Mom? There’s a fucking reason we didn’t talk and I know that the reason was me…”
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I started to take another sip of wine before deciding against it.
“I know that I’m too much like Dad. I get angry, I drink too much, I barely have my shit together…”
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Ah yes, and here came the ‘pleasant memories of Dad’ portion of my melancholic reminiscing.
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I had no pleasant memories of my Dad.
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Portion over.
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And really, why should I have had pleasant memories of my Dad? He was a deadbeat who liked to get drunk. When he got drunk, he got angry and when he got angry he liked to take it out on my sister and me. Mostly me, since whenever he tried that shit on my Deanna (or I guess Brie now?) I generally got in the way. Y’know I actually tried fighting back once, when I was nine. Pulled a kitchen knife on him and everything. It didn’t do much to slow him down. He actually just got angrier… but I remember that when he was coming toward me that night, I was one hundred percent ready to fucking kill him… I didn’t even come remotely close. But afterward, he had this scar on his arm that never really healed.
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There we go! There’s one pleasant memory of my Dad! The time I stabbed him!
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Yeah… my family dynamic was very healthy.
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“I don’t know if I’d even be any good in a relationship,” I said, more to myself than Mom at this pont. “I mean, really I’d just be holding her back! She’s smart! She’s got potential! I just run over werewolves professionally! And then there’s the other girls… Audrey… oh man, she’s really something. She hunts fucking Aliens! Fucking. Aliens. Man, how cool is that? But I don’t know if we’d really work together either. Romantically speaking, I mean. We get along alright but we’re also very different people and I kinda get the vibe that she doesn’t really know what she wants right now either. I don’t know… I feel like it would be a bad idea for both of us at this point. Then there’s Autumn and… I don’t know, she’s a pretty good friend but anything outside of that feels more like a casual thing. It’s a fun casual thing, but like… casual. Autumn’s got her shit together and I get the feeling I’m more of a booty call for when she’s in town, which is fine by me! But like… I dunno if there’s a future in that. And don’t even get me started on Mia. That was definitely more of a casual thing! It was nice… but it was casual. And she was leaning hard on trying to get me together with Justice back when we were in Greece, which was nice, but also… well. I already said my piece on Justice.”
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It occurred to me that talking about my messed up love life with my Mom’s grave might be weird, but it’s not like anyone was around to judge me. Not that I saw, anyways.
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“I don’t know… I feel like I haven’t entirely figured out what I want yet,” I said. “My therapist said we all figure this shit out at our own pace, and I guess I could be doing worse but like… I feel like I just do things, and deal with whatever happens as it happens. I don’t know if I really feel like I’m doing anything all that meaningful. I’m just like, existing. Drifting from moment to moment. I’m not unhappy but like… I feel like I could be happier?”
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I looked over at the grave as if I was expecting an answer, although Mom didn’t reply, because she died a year ago.
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I sighed again before taking a halfhearted sip of the wine.
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“I’d probably be happier if you were still here…” I murmured, “We’d probably still be at each others throats but… you’d at least be there. And you’d probably have something to say about all of this, even if I didn’t like what it was… and whatever you’d say… it probably would’ve been at least partially right. Or something, I don’t know…”
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I went quiet, still staring at the headstone.
“I miss you…”
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Still no reply, obviously.
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After a while, I got up. I poured some of the wine onto the base of the headstone and left the rest of the bottle with her.
“I should go… but I’ll see you around, I guess. Have fun in heaven, or wherever you are… I love you.”
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I felt like I should say more but, I didn’t really know what else to say. So, I left.
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I’d just gotten into my Jeep when I got a call from Milo.
I was admittedly a little peeved about it, since this was supposed to be my day off, but I didn’t really want to give the old man too much shit since if he was calling me on my day off, something indescribably horrible had probably happened.
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“Hey, boss. What’s going on?” I asked as I answered the phone, at least making an effort to sound professional.
“Afternoon, Valentine. Sorry to bother you, but something’s come up.”
“Yeah, I figured,” I replied. “Let me guess, something indescribably horrible is happening? Just tell me who’s dead and if you need me to gather the dragon balls on the way over,”
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On the other end, I could almost hear Milo stifling a laugh.
“Not currently, no. But I do need you to come in for a bit, if you’ve got the time.”
“Yeah, I’ve got the time,” I replied. “What’s this about?”
“Let’s just say that’s not something I’m allowed to discuss over the phone right now,” Milo replied. “Tell you what, I’m grabbing a drink down at The Lucky Bird. Why don’t you head over there?”
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The Lucky Bird? I knew the place, it was a bar just down the street from my apartment.
“That’s an odd place for a meetup,” I noted, a little suspiciously.
“Well, I might get in trouble for saying this much, but this isn’t really a work call,” Milo said.
“So that’s a no on the dragon balls, then?”
“Be seeing you soon, Valentine,” Milo said, before hanging up.
With that, I put the Jeep in gear and left the cemetery behind.
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The Lucky Duck was a pretty old bar, but I liked it. They had cheap booze, and anything out of their deep fryer tasted like a gift from heaven itself.
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As I pulled into the parking lot of the strip mall they were located in, I noticed a lot of other familiar cars parked out front. My sister's Volkswagen, Justice’s SUV, and a familiar black Dodge Challenger that looked suspiciously like the one that Audrey drove. I paused, staring at the cars, before looking back over at the bar. There was probably a joke to be made here, but for the life of me, I couldn’t figure out what it was.
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I walked in through the door, not entirely sure what to expect, but the moment I saw Justice, Milo and the others at one of the tables I felt… I don’t actually know what I felt.
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Justice noticed me first and waved at me, before getting up.
“Hey, you made it!” She said.
“Yeah… um, what exactly is this?” I asked, still a little confused as to what exactly was going on.
“Well, since it’s been one year since your Mom passed, and I know how hard those anniversaries can be… so I figured we could just go out, have some food, have some drinks, you know. Have a nice night out so you guys aren’t alone today.”
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Yeah… I didn’t know how to react to that, and while I stood there trying to process the fact that a bunch of my friends had just decided to try and make today a little less miserable, I noticed Milo getting up to join us.
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“Sorry for the sudden call, Justice said it was supposed to be a surprise,” He said.
“I mean, it’s not really a surprise. I just… you and Brie mean a lot to me. I wanted to do something for you, that’s all!” She said.
I was still at a loss for words. I genuinely didn’t remember the last time anyone had done something that… nice, for me. And it was hard to fully process that. All I could really do was look at Milo and Justice, before pulling them both into a hug.
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“Thank you,” I said quietly, although those words were way too small to express exactly what I wanted to say to them. I looked over at the table, to see my sister and Autumn talking excitedly about something. Audrey was sitting beside them, listening contentedly, and Justice put an arm around me to lead me to the table with them.
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“Come on, your drinks are on me!” She said. Audrey noticed me coming and pulled out a chair beside her, and Justice took the other chair beside me. I traded a look with Brie as I sat down.
“You took your time,” She said, cracking a smile and half teasing.
“Yeah, I was actually just at the cemetery,” I replied. “Saw the flowers you left, they were nice.”
“I couldn’t really think of anything better,” She admitted sheepishly, “I know flowers weren’t really her thing, but… I didn’t really know what else to bring.”
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“I gave her wine.” I said.
“You just left wine on Mom’s grave?”
I shrugged.
“I couldn’t really think of anything better,” I replied.
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Brie raised an eyebrow at me, before shaking her head and deciding that wine was about as good as flowers. Someone poured me a glass of beer from the pitcher on the table, but before I could take a sip, Brie said something else.
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“Well, since we’re all here… does anyone mind if I do a toast?” She asked. She raised her glass, and everyone else at the table did the same.
“To Mom…” Brie said, “Raising me and Nina wasn’t always pretty. Both of us were sorta a pain in the ass… mostly Nina. But she did her best.”
“She did her best,” I quietly agreed.
We clinked our glasses together and had our drink.
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We talked and reminisced through the night, telling stories about Mom, about work, and about family. And as I sat there, looking at the people around me, I felt… I felt content.
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I missed Mom more than anything that day, but looking at everyone who’d come out just so Brie and I wouldn’t be alone was just…
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It was…
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…
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I still don’t have the words for it.
And I don’t think I ever will.
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2023.06.09 00:47 n5862 Kitty is biting. Hard. Is she teething?

I have a very sweet 16 week old kitten. She has recently started biting. A lot. And hard. She has broken the skin a couple of times now. I do not pet her to the point of overstimulation. I respect her boundaries. We have good playtimes. She has lots of toys and chew toys that I redirect her to. She has taken to almost wrestling my arms and biting down on it hard. These are not love bites. Is this a sign of teething or could it be something else?
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2023.06.09 00:47 muddud Will my dog never learn proper recall?

My dog's recall is abysmal and I can't seem to get it to stick.
We adopted our podenco many years back, and he was a terrified and nervous dog, and still is although he's world's better now. He used to be extremely reactive, but now can pass baby strollers and bicycles without trying to dart into the street. Because he's still so fearful (particularly around children), we've had slow going with his training. Indoors he's an absolute gem that will do anything for a treat and is enthusiastic about training, but any situation outside is impossible. He's too distracted for the best treats and his favorite toys. It took me years to teach him "look at me" and "sit" outside, but we got there.
Through all this, I've accepted that he will never be an off-leash or dog park dog. His reaction to things that scare him 100% of the time is to try to dart into the street, and even though he's been around many cars, he doesn't seem to understand that they are more dangerous than a toddler on a bicycle.
But the one thing that frustrates me is how well he knows "here" and "come", but will sometimes willfully ignore them, even in controlled environments. He feels like it's optional and only comes when there is a reward, even when we've tried to slowly ween him off rewards. We do our best not to repeat the command but he really DGAF.
We accept and love him and know we've made mistakes, but this is the one thing that breaks my heart. I want him to have good recall in case something spooks him and I have the bad luck of not holding the leash tight enough. I'm terrified of him running into traffic, it's my greatest fear, and I want him to have recall enough to prevent this in the event of an emergency.
Is it a lost cause? There are small things that tip me off as to why he won't listen to us - he tries to lead the walks (we try to keep him behind us), he doesn't trust us to be "lookout" when he goes potty, and he tends to bark if someone approaches us. We're grateful he warms up to people quickly and isn't a biter, but we know we can't rely on blind luck. We also live in an extremely busy city in an apartment, and there are no quiet or private places to train outside of our own apartment for many miles. We don't own a car.
I feel like the cards are stacked against him and am wondering - should I keep trying with his recall?
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2023.06.09 00:46 Own_Dot_4496 Should I go to HR? My team lead is bullying me

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I am currently in a bad work situation. I am trying to figure out the next steps I should take to try to prevent someone else from going though what I have gone through. I am trying to get off the program I am currently on.
My team lead who is in charge of me from a technical work stand point, has made the work environment really bad for myself. He is a stereotypical engineer that has no emotional intelligence or social skills. I don't think he is a genuinely bad guy but I think he lacks understanding.. I will also add, that I don't have many things of actual evidence besides me writing it down and putting a time stamp on it. A lot of the discussions that are in here were in person. Also worth mentioning I can't record audio at my work. Here are some issues that I've faced with him and I'm not sure if it is worthy of going to HR or not.
  1. After I told him a statement along the lines of, "Hey if you see my performance go down, can you let me know? My ADHD meds are being switched up and I would like to know if you see any decline so I can be aware and pick it up." After talking with him, on multiple different occasions he has made references to his ADHD and how he has "cured" himself by doing what society expects of him and how I should learn to do the same. Along with this, he has made some creepy/weird comments on my ADHD.
  2. During a discussion with him, as a person who is higher in the company than myself he has said, "You are too much of a perfectionist and too anxious to be good at your job." The discussion with him, was me trying to understand what his expectations are of me. I am trying to get promoted, and im trying to get clear expectations so I can have evidence when that time comes to back my case. Also with this, he has been on the program for 5 months now, I have asked for expectations since he joined the program. He has been unable to give me anything that is clear.
  3. He tries to "educate" me on how other people perceive things and their feelings.
  4. During one week, the team didn't have much work to do at all. He told the team to continue to read the same two document they have been reading for the past day. They are not long document maybe 10-15 pages total. I personally have receipts of asking him for more work to do during this time. After this time period passed he has heavily implied that it was the teams fault for now being behind on work.
  5. He doesn't understand each person has their own weaknesses and strengths. He lacks the understanding of individuality. He explicitly said He wants me to have a brain that can catalog information and he can ask me a question on something obscure and I can give him an answer in a moments notice. I don't have the best memory that's why I take notes, he wants me to give him the answer off the top of my head. I told him I don't think that is realistic for myself but I will try to learn as much as I can and help. He said well why can't you just teach yourself how to?
  6. He has also tried to help me on how sarcasm works in front of the whole team. I asked one day if the comment he made was sarcastic and he said "no it wasn't." The next day during a meeting with the whole team he then said "hey pay attention that was a sarcastic comment" in front of everyone.
  7. He regularly cuts me off while I am talking to add what he is thinking. Usually he then takes over the conversation and doesn't give me any room to speak.
  8. As my team lead, he doesn't give me the space as a entry level engineer to ask any questions. I'll send him a message on teams and his response is put it on my calendar. His calendar is blocked off for at least a day, so I am unable to get simple answers from him in a timely manner
More information for reference, I don't think I can go to HR for these but to give a good picture of the situation:
  1. He reschedules meetings that he has with me constantly without any communication as to why. For one of the meetings it was supposed to be in person. He canceled at 9pm the night before with no communication at all for me to even see when I logged on in the morning. This makes me feel like he thinks his time is more valuable than my own.
  2. He constantly contradicts himself so it is hard to figure out what he wants done
  3. He will take over my meetings that I send out invites for when im trying to get information from other people. I am not able to lead my meeting to get the information I need to do my job. So it causes extra work for me to get my job done.
  4. He asks me to schedule meetings for him as if I am his assistant (which im not, im an engineer).
  5. He tells me how much work something should be, even though I am the person closest to it and im actively working on said task. I am not giving outrageous estimates, they are reasonable lengths of time.
  6. He doesn't listen well to female co-workers. He will ask me questions and I will defer to my coworkers who are female that have more expertise than I do. When they answer his question, he will then continue to talk to me about what they just said
Some actions I have taken to rectify the situation:
  1. More direct communication with my lead asking for expectations. I realized that I felt like my feet were being stepped on, so I reached out to have clarity on what is my role and what is his. He was unable to provide any expectations.
  2. Offering to help him with anything he needs and trying to show him I am working with him and not against him.
  3. Being overly nice and polite with him to try to remedy the rift that was happening from getting my toes stepped on.
  4. I learned how to say yes even though I think he is wrong. I will do as he asks since he is my lead at the end of the day and if it comes back as something I shouldn't have done. I could point back to the communication we had
There is probably more but this is all I can think of since I didn't write these actions down. I don't want to be told im overreacting, so if that is your comment please go away.
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2023.06.09 00:45 styrofoamcouch Looking for opinions post a complicated gallbladder surgery(recovery/what to expect)

Hello! I'll just get right into it. Yesterday I had my gallbladder removed in an emergency surgery due to a rupture. It was scheduled to be taken out later this month but it decided it didn't want to wait. As a result I had a few extra incisions so they could get the mobile stones out. Had some removed from small intestine and elsewhere. My main question is when can I reasonably be good to do minor things like go up stairs and lift more than 10lbs. I'm 5"7, 168 pounds and prior to my couple months of a wonky stomach was very active. But now I can't go up a flight of stairs without feeling like I'm going to pass out. My doctor told me to use a cane because a fall will severely complicate my stitches and healing. It just feels so insane that I'm 30 years old, healthy and using a cane. In addition to all the gallbladder fun, my right leg is noticeably weaker and they want to look at my spine for that. Is that normal or is something potentially more serious going on? Any peace of mind or hard answers are appreciated. I understand without my chart you can only do so much so if you ask a question I'll do my best to answer it via my chart if requested.
Thank you for any help!
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2023.06.09 00:45 stunningly_imperfect Do you mention this ?

Just got into an annoying debate with my husband.
I’ve been applying to jobs for a while now with no luck & wasted time with interviews. My Husband just said “why don’t you just mention you’re a mom & they’ll want to hire you because you really need the job”
I always felt like you should avoid mentioning it as long as possible because in my opinion they might think “Oh this girl is going to taking sick days or not devote her 1000% to the company.
He says that whenever he mentions he’s a Dad most people sympathize with that & find it motivating.
OBVIOUSLY he can look motivated while saying he’s a Father but IM the one who would always have to get the baby from daycare since his job is commission based, if he takes leave and sick days then he doesn’t get paid.
So for HIS scope of work which is sales based of course it looks good on paper to say you’re a Dad and need all these sales to provide for the family. That’s not my case lol
He just doesn’t get it :(
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2023.06.09 00:44 No-Return-3312 GL TO EVEYONE NEXT YEAR

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2023.06.09 00:43 CookieOfTheNorth I hate this new cat

I lost my little boy cat a few months ago. He died suddenly and in pain at only four years old. He was my world and I would do anything for him. He helped a lot with my depression and he over all made me a happier person. Since his passing I’ve been in a very bad place mentally. Time has started to numb the sting a little but I am not the same. My mother has taken notice and she is trying to help me through it I guess. Her way of “helping” was to get a “replacement” cat. I told her I wasn’t ready for a new cat and I could never just replace my little boy. She didn’t seem to care though because now I am stuck with this kitten. She is a sweet thing, nothing wrong with her, but I can’t stand to look at her or cuddle her. I don’t want to be responsible for her and I don’t love her. I don’t want a replacement cat. I feel so guilty. She is a good cat and doesn’t deserve this.
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2023.06.09 00:43 TheRealDevopsGuy Weak espresso with Bambino

Recently got Bambino Plus this is my first espresso machine I have been using moka pot and store bought coffee (dark roast) and it was making GREAT coffee.
I am not able to get the same taste or better using Bambino :( the coffee is tasting weaker. In the moka pot I was using around 13gm of coffee, in Bambino I took 16-17gm pressurised basket but still no luck.
I know people say grinding your own beans will give better results but wanted to know if someone has achieved good results with store bought coffee with the espresso machine ?
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