ChasR and I laugh at you one bee wonders.
I have never stepped on bees, inadvertently consumed a bee, nor a had one fly up my unmentionables.
I just thought one looked soooo soft and fuzzy and so marvelously tame and not flying away at all that, wanting to see just how soft and fuzzy he was, I reached out and petted him with my index finger.
The ensuing screams brought mamas out of their homes from a block away.
I had no idea bees did that.
I had a bee fly down my t-shirt once while cycling really fast down a hill on holiday (when I was about 14 years old) . As fast as I was going, it didn’t compare to how fast I managed to stop and get the t-shirt off while jumping up and down and screaming in a manner that could only be described as “like a girl”.
I rescued a somewhat torpid bumble bee from my garden path by putting it on the grass. Unbeknowns to me it crawled into my shoe that was lying around and stung me on the big toe when I tried to put the shoe on. That’s gratitude for you.
The only thing fun…
… about migraines, are those pretty flashing colors just before the thunderclap.
Oh, no! Did you get the clap, Joseph? 
djm
Bee misadventures…
When still very young, I jumped into my parents’ car to get away from a bumble-bee (I was just sure it was out to get me) and slammed the door… on my finger.
While climbing up the side of an old shed out by the barn, I inadvertently stuck my hands in the middle of a large wasp nest that was hanging on the back of one of the boards. Got stung five times… on each hand.
Once, while I was walking across an open field, a hornet flew into my face and got stuck behind the lens of my eyeglasses. The hornet stung me on the eyelid (and I broke my glasses when I whipped them off). Couldn’t see out of that eye for a few days…
… and how. Oi!