BEEEEEEES!

We had a bee infestation a few years ago. The man that came out to correct the problem was dressed far more safely than this guy -- What? Did he borrow the lace from his wife's pillbox hat? -- and he still got stung half-a-dozen times.

You get the sense the artist was just phoning it in here. "Bees? Kids can't see 'em." Dot, scribble, blot blot.

It could be, then, that this isn't a beekeeper, but rather some bizarre arboreal cult.

If only there'd been overreactive textbook advocates in the 1940s.

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