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No. 1151094
hello! my name is Kaitlyn Tiffany, and I'm a reporter at The Atlantic covering online community / internet culture. I am working on a story about the rise of the term "femcel," aiming to differentiate from the ironic use of the word that has become popular on Twitter/Tiktok/in forum spaces etc., and its use by women who actually identify as femcels. If any members of this community are open to discussing (from either / any perspective), I would love to hear your thoughts/experiences. Can be anonymous, and I'm happy to discuss any other boundaries or answer any questions you might have about me/The Atlantic/the story pre-interview.
My contact info:
ktiffany@theatlantic.com
cell/Signal 585-413-7434
To verify my identity, if you want, you can also DM me on Twitter @kait_tiffany
thank you for reading!(Asking to be spoonfed, low effort posting, do not use lolcow to advertise, no1curr topic. Read the rules and posting guide.)
No. 1151134
>>1151129*Userbase
Too lazy to repost again, fuck autocorrect.
No. 1151164
>>1151148And the rest are lesbians or autists uninterested in dating
Op Don't write about lc, we don't want more moids coming here
No. 1151170
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I'm just going to hijack this thread to mention that it would really be better if lolcow wasn't searchable on google anymore. I might be overreacting but I really hate how much unwanted traffic LC got in the past 2-something years. I know we always had that since the beginning, but it's getting too much in the direction of actual mainstream normies.
No. 1151171
>>1151164This. Please don't let people hear about this website. We already have a lot of men who come here to taunt women and post very weird stuff, more media coverage would only be negative.
Crystal cafe is mainly infiltrated by males or men who pretend to be women so I'd say not to trust them either.
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No. 1151192
>>1151181I don't think so. Those troons are very mentally ill and they could possibly hurt her or draw a hurtful image about lolcow which will only drive traffic to this site.
I wonder if she just searched up femcel and came across this site. Weird.
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>>1151094no thanks, Tiffany
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All the topics you write about are so uninteresting, PLEASE write about something worth learning about
https://www.theatlantic.com/author/kaitlyn-tiffany/ No. 1151219
>>1151201This, they pretend they come here to look edgy but trust me they aren't even regulars, they probably just typed the website name and spent a day or two reading gossip and felt edgy and cool. They do not interact with the actual nice women in here.
Those "femcels" are probably into porn, hentai, sex work, tranny shit etc and we are very against that.
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kaitlyn kaitlyn im begging you don't take my anime man
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She kinda looks like that one tech woman who faked having a deep voice. Her name was Elizabeth something
No. 1151227
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Did anyone even confirm this is real, smells like huge bait to me kek
No. 1151228
This is the person who wrote "Secret Internet of Terfs" and wildly misrepresented her own emails with the founder of Ovarit. She is just out to trash women and misrepresent whoever she is writing about. She lacks any journalistic integrity.
Her conversation with MK Fain:
https://4w.pub/my-whole-conversation-with-kaitlyn-tiffany-for-the-atlantic/Her article:
https://www.theatlantic.com/technology/archive/2020/12/reddit-ovarit-the-donald/617320/ No. 1151236
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>>1151227who's this sexy semen demon?
No. 1151240
>>1151209Oh my fucking god. This is a joke. Tiffany you know you already made up your mind and you think lolcow is a -core aesthetic or some shit.
It isn't. And this is truly the last straw for me. Lolcow shouldn't be searchable on Google and we should demand that to the new admin. If Tiffany succeeds in bringing these fucking disgusting "femcel" newfags here we might even have to rename our website to Asheras Garden again or something.
No. 1151245
>>1151209kek what the hell is this shit? Even the thumbnail is pure cancer. Is this what journalism is now?
>>1151217This reminds me of video game journalists who suck ass at video games, can't complete the most basic tutorials, and yet review them and give them shitty grades if they're Japanese games. It's basically the same shit, she's in that generation that was taught internet literacy and how to fact check and do research online and she puts out articles like this? Embarrassing.
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Nonnas stop bullying her, she might actually do it.
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>>1151236I think its eren from snk
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GET OUT OF HERE
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>>1151094lol handmaiden confirmed
No. 1151265
>>1151228Hope she gets kicked in the shin
>>1151241She definitely will connect femcels and terfs. Nasty.
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>>1151228Damn i felt bad for her and then I read this nvm, enjoy the larpers and trannies who are gonna reach out I guess
No. 1151268
>>1151094If you were a real journalist with actual investigative skills you would have known that the users of this site don’t identify as femcels and find people like that laughable. Evidently no one should trust anything you’ve ever written because you’ve probably only ever done the bare minimum of research.
I bet you’ll only be contacted by men larping as women.
No. 1151270
>>1151228Wow. Just so you know Kait, your precious troons have spammed pictures of women brutally murdered all over the site when we do nothing to provoke them to come here.
>>1151233Hi, fellow Ezrafag.
No. 1151271
>>1151239seriously. i was defending her and was insistent on being nice but for real? she's an actual idiot.
kaitlyn, one day you will be cancelled for writing honestly about female biology. your job is actually in peril and you are out here pointlessly contributing to it when you could be covering literally anything else, like the right wing attack on democracy, the environment, the poor, women, minorities, the lgb, etc etc.
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>>1151236>>1151253yeah, seems to be post timeskip eren
No. 1151281
>>1151228Omfg
>>1151259Toxic? Op are you literally insane?
You think feminists are
toxic but reddit misogyny isn't somehow.
No. 1151283
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I have nothing to contribute I just want to be part of this thread before farmhands wake up
No. 1151284
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'ate moids
'ate faggots
'ate troons
'ate pickmes and handmaidens
love women and fictional men
simple as
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this is fucking dumb honestly
No. 1151293
i was starting to feel bad for her because of mean replies until i saw she wrote this
>>1151259 >>1151270love u fellow ezrafag
No. 1151295
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>>1151241Absolutely. She'll say something about how we "femcels" hate trannies because we're jealous they take our men, which is why we're single and complaining about them here. Or something like that. I hate American media so fucking much good lord.
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Kaitlyn, look at this and tell us what you think of it.
No. 1151303
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>>1151294Anybody dumb enough to take her article seriously won't have an opinion that ever matters or impacts anything anyway
No. 1151305
>>1151284Damn look at those tiddies mmm
Makes me feel better after seeing retarded antiterf articles
No. 1151308
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yass queen slay expose those evil femcel terves so stunning and brave
No. 1151309
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>>1151296
preach!
No. 1151310
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Kat you coulnt post this on a worst board. Everything is a shitpost on /ot/ kek.
No. 1151315
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>>1151228imagine wasting 30 years of your life and it culminates onto those dogshit articles.
sad
No. 1151319
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someone post the komaeda pasta
No. 1151322
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No. 1151325
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i want to kill men
No. 1151326
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I suggest you take a look at this thread on Twitter and report about it instead.
https://twitter.com/NigHeke3/status/1518979388100026370 No. 1151330
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Kaitlyn I am in your walls
No. 1151333
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>>1151317Absolutely! The series just ended so you have come at perfect time.
No. 1151339
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>>1151323With pleasure,
nonnie!
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No. 1151353
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hey tiff do you happen to know and can you introduce me to james eugene carrey
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put this in your article pls
No. 1151367
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Go back to Crystalcafe, Kaitlyn. I'm sure the femcels there would like it.
No. 1151369
>>1151336Kekkkkk yes come back tiff don't be shy now, don't you wanna know about the evil evil terves and """femcels"""?
Also lolcow is not a place to advertise yourself. Your thread is against the rules. I bet you're hiding waiting for one shitty email to arrive to then discredit whatever it says and create your own narrative. What a pathetic journalist really.
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reminder for Kaitlyn-chan amd the men she whiteknighted
No. 1151374
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That's how poor little Kaitlyn must feel right now kek
No. 1151375
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>>1151353Seriously kaitlyn, if you know him, send him my way!
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Posting my 2D husband so Tiffany can notice him.
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>>1151376CAN I HEAR AN AMEN
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Jannies are clearly aesleep. Anyways, plushies.
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2d men are so yummy
No. 1151395
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i love transphobia kaitlyn tiffany
No. 1151396
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welcome to the wild wild west
KAITLYNNNNN DO YOU KNOWWWWW HIMMMMM
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dont you know that everytime a tranny 41%s, an angel gets their wings kaitlyn tiffany
No. 1151413
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This is the size of a kiwi's egg
No. 1151414
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All societal problems are the end result of the scrote obsession with dominance heirarchies. You are the plague, the flesh eating disease that permeates every oozing pore of humanity. The mindless drones of civilization, who soldier on to the empty promise of power and glory, only to be left rotting in a putrid ditch made up of your own piss and bile. All of your woes sown by your own hands, but too stupid to realize. Blind to the fantasy of supremacy, unable to feel the warmth of another in the dark. All the blood in the world won't fill the festering pit in your stomach. Your victories are hollow, your triumphs meaningless. Your existence, ultimately, worthless. Such a brutal reality cannot be reconciled within your narrow framework. You are the original crab, in the original bucket, and for all eternity will you tear mercilessly into each other's backs.
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No. 1151419
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>>1151400Nonna i will fight you
No. 1151421
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You are a joke Kaitlyn
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femcel? i have 10 beefy boyfriends
No. 1151425
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ily nonas, gonna miss this place when the normies destroy it
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tiff write about this
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Kaitlyn…
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NONNY ARE YOU OKAY, ARE YOU OKAY NONNY
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would you smooch the guy on the left, kaitlyn and nonas
No. 1151441
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kaitlyn is such a fucking retarded spelling of caitlin, what are you, mormon?
No. 1151442
>>1151431Samefag
>I've arrived to the conclusion that femcels and terfs are disgusting bigots and blah blah blahI wrote the article for you Kaitlyn. You're welcome.
No. 1151444
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>>1151094Are all burgerland journalists tard this way?
Ignoring the atrocious way of make others do your fucking job as journalist instead of making your own research, this is the most pathetic way to approach a desired subject I ever saw, just makes me question why the hell a fucking site/journal/whatever pays for someone write about such a ridiculous subject.
Watch out farmers she will write about bullying instead.
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You really could had written about the importance of online female only spaces but you chose whatever this is instead. Femcels ain't real girl
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>>1151419Come on, you wanna go? You wanna fight? Let's fight.
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How Kaitlyn thinks femcels works
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>>1151434AHAHAHAHAHAH even the Atlantic wants nothing to do with her, no wonder she's writing these shit articles. She's clearly pandering to climb the social ladder.
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>>1151452this is me fighting kaitlyn tiffany
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>>1151452it has to be done… look at us kaitlyn is already tearing us apart
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Tiffany i’ll tell you what you want to hear: ooooo I am a violent femcel I want to kill men, men are so oppressed poor little babies and I want to hurt them further, I am so evil and a terf (which is worse than anything obviously) be scared of me the femcel I lurk wherever men go, I aim to make this world a less safe place for males
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>>1151467understandable, have a great day
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This is kinda boring now. I'm gonna go watch tv and crochet. Goodbye anonalinas.
No. 1151478
>>1151410TITLE: "Femcels? The Movement You Dont Know About and Why It Should Concern You"
Who is a femcel? You may know about incels or men who are involuntarily celibate, but do you know there is a similar movement for women unhappy with relationship woes? It may surprise you, but these two groups have more in common than meets the eye"
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>>1151456HER RETURN IS TRIUMPHANT FOR ONE NIGHT ONLY
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>>1151423KEK me except it's one hot cowboy
No. 1151487
>>1151475Aww that's cute
>>1151481I want this
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KILL ALL MEN, EAT ONLY PUSSY, BOOBS ONLY.
No. 1151500
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The male is a biological accident: the Y (male) gene is an incomplete X (female) gene, that is, it has an incomplete set of chromosomes. In other words, the male is an incomplete female, a walking abortion, aborted at the gene stage. To be male is to be deficient, emotionally limited; maleness is a deficiency disease and males are emotional cripples.
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Seriously anons do you think he's ever seen me before because I'm starting to suffer from the paranoia he has
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>>1151495One can only hope
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>>1151476I love Ymir so much!
No. 1151523
>>1151482 i said that I empathize with her/i'm not annoyed by her not that i think she's right. In fact i disagree with many people here but i'm not bothered by anything not even the spergiest, shittiest shitposters and schizos. Every women should post here is our right as females muah. My issues with seal-chan is that she broke her anonymity and made a tapestry with
lolcows, that was fucking cringe
No. 1151524
I hate men and you should hate them too.
The stinkin, filthy, retarded looking, stupid mutant men you like carry many diseases transmissible to humans. Males are a major reservoir for zoonotic infections. They transmit several viral and bacterial diseases to humans. Rabies, Leptospirosis, Brucellosis, Giardiasis, Echinococcosis, Ehrlichiosis, Blastomycosis, Pulicosis just to name a few. Don't forget about the roundworm, ringworm, mange and tapeworm they carry. Cope and seethe harder you stupid dick loving retarded cunt. I would love to smash that stinkin' moid of yours into a bloody mush of retarded mutt meat with a sledgehammer right in front of your face. I want to curbstomp your stupid fucking man and after i'm done with that, round up a bunch of other mutts and curbstomp them right in front of you one by one. Fuck you and fuck your stinkin' disease carrying, shit eating, piss drinking, baby eating, child killing, retarded mutant men. Stinkin' stupid moids, they smell of piss, shit, jism, like rotten curdled foreskin, like hot onions fucked a farmyard shit-house.
Men lovers are always irresponsible owners and their moids run out and attack people, kill people and kill children. It's sickening how much harm these stinkin' mutts and these fucking idiot, deranged dick lovers cause. Only stupid people like men. Stupid narcissists love these mutated beasts especially. Men are like sacred cows for narcissists and these deranged people consider a moid having more value than a human because it's easy for the narcissist to get narcissitic supply from a man. It will always be dependent on the narcissist for food so the idiot with narcissistic personality disorder feels validated, powerful and in control.
I mean how the fuck could anyone decent with an intelligence level above 50, find a sloberring, shit eating, piss drinking, smelly dumb mutant beast as retarded as the male, how could they find that appealing? Only retards themselves. Like attracts like. And just know, your moid isn't loyal to you. They just care about one thing and that's food. They are food obsessed eaters on four legs and their brains are wired to be food obsessed. They'll gorge on anything and consume everything. Garbage disposal on four legs will even eat your shit. Men aren't even real animals they aren't even closely related to simians. They're closely related to seals. A spliced fucking fucked up mutant creature.
Apes will even look at moids and judge them like the mutt is retarded which it is.
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Post dog boy
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when shall kaitlyn tiffany open up her dms again
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>>1151408>>1151424Thanks anonitas, I hope you girls have fun posting on this thread, reminder that I absolutely fucking hate modern media, modern news and modern life in general, posting from my 1337 riced Linux supercomputer in South America right now.
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>>1151506love you,
nonnie, i'll share my husbando with you
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>>1151476Same. Was fun to see this place so lively
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>>1151514If it was a troll then good job
>>1151522Same, best part of AoT
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Women of lolcow unite!
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>>1151516No because I don't want to interact with moids I mostly lurked there for awhile. It got to be too much and their search function went down, so I haven't been back for a long time. cap is out of context, I have a bunch of those. I like seeing what people say about him, even if it's mean
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>>1151511The walking dead. I don't care who may judge me for it, I want Daryl and the episode I'm about to watch has a lot of him (and hopefully some based as fuck and beautiful Carol too)
>>1151522She should have got more manga/screen time.
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call me squid daddy
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Remember anons if this isn’t a funny troll post do NOT interact, do not email her, do not talk to them. You know exactly what her motives are, this is not to clear any misconceptions surrounding this website it’s to bring it more attention to it and eventually get it shut down or raided by the people she’s going to politically cater to. Journalists have no intentions of actually understanding women’s spaces kek, don’t fall for it
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Kaitlyn it isn't too late to quit your job
>>1151542Oh based, negative comments only strengthen my resolve.
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Listen, this is important. I need to change the record on something, but the thread in question was locked. I don't especially want to further the Komaeda penis discourse, because every time an anon says that he has a tiny dick it literally, physically pains me, but this is ultimately more important than my wellbeing.
>>>/ot/864875Saying that Komaeda has a micropenis is slander. I appreciate your creativity and imagination and it's clear that you've thought about it and paid attention to the source material, but you're fucking wrong.
I have revised my views on both his dick and balls in the last six months:
His balls are probably a bit saggy and dark pink. Proper man balls, but still not hairy. The odd sprouting hair at most. I imagine the skin texture on them to be that of a plucked goose.
As for his shaft, I have reason to believe that he does in fact have a large penis, in contrast to my original vision of a 6.5in length. I think it's probably about 8 inches erect, and not a skinny dick either - nicely girthy. The reason for this is that in-world, other characters find him creepy and repellent despite noting his physical beauty (e.g. Genocider Syo calling him a pretty boy in UDG). It would be just Komaeda's luck for him to have a beautiful, perfect penis but nobody who wants to go near it. Another cruel joke played on him by fate.
I still picture his cock to be a beautiful pearly pink which gets progressively darker towards the tip. Delicate blue veins. Slightly curved upwards in a way that nudges against the g-spot.
>>>/ot/864869I also feel compelled to briefly talk about this headcanon. How the fuck is he going to have freckles on his cock? He's not whipping it out nearly enough to have freckles. I have face freckles, but I don't have any on my vulva because freckles are literally just fashionable sun damage.
Mushroom heads are fucking gross, too. He'd have a nice delicate tip, and though I don't have any solid basis to make that assertion, I just know. I feel it in my pussy.
The only unpleasant thing I realised recently though, when I was writing about the state of his cum as Servant, is that he probably had a lot of smegma at that time. I can't imagine him really washing his cock very often, given his blatant disregard for his body and well-being. That said, I still can't honestly say that I would turn him down.
Don't reply with your personal penis headcanons, I don't want to hear them because I know that I am correct. Inb4 "teehee komaeda has a micropeen", don't fucking try me. I won't sperg harder, it won't be funny, but I will probably get very annoyed IRL and struggle to sleep.
YES I am serious about this. NO I am not autistic
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>>1151547Happy early birthday maeda!
No. 1151565
Please don’t Read further if you’re not ready for a explicit dream scenario with JEFFREY BEZOS.
I just woke up from a dream where i had a thing with jeffrey bezos. But hear me out, it was so good in that dream. I currently have covid and my dreams are so wild i actually enjoy it because it’s so far off anything that i can ever imagine. He looked younger, less wonky eyed and basically his character was hot??? I swear this is the weird shit i love dreaming about. He was wearing a louis Vuitton perfume that doesn’t exist in real life UNFORTUNATELY but his smell was amazing. It started in a big room where i fell asleep and he woke me up saying its okay no worries in a very soothing voice, for some reason he was wearing a pastor outfit which was #hot and there was like a table he was sitting at and he said „come here“ and i sat on his lap, he chocked me slightly and teased me with a kiss. We’re still talking about the bald man jeff bezos. His outfit changed into a basic shirt and jeans, The room kinda warped and turned into a bedroom where we were in bed, fully clothed but like ready to get going. It went all very slow and he touched me very gently, no hands down any pants yet but it was very intense with kissing and all, i suddenly snapped and was like NO i have a boyfriend i can’t have sex with you that would be so weird but at the same time i thought well… but nothing happened. Then a blonde woman entered the room screaming, it was probably his wife or gf and i tried explaining why i was in bed with her man and i kinda ran out of there but jeff came out a few minutes later and drove me home and that’s it the rest isn’t as interesting. I woke up with that jeffrey bezos song by bo burnham in my head playing on repeat. I love my dreams, they make me feel something. Also it made me aware that i really still do like older men. Little daddys. Ugh. Now I’m thirsty for a rich old man.
Holy fuck i just searched jeff bezos hot on google and picrel came out of it and now i know why i think bald men are hot, i used to date one who ended up being a business man ugh.
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this is me thinking of when all the the pickme twitter bitches, discord trannies, and tiktok zoomers invade an ultimately ruin the site cuz of your fucking article kaitlyn tiffany
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>>1151534Seeing just so many of us husbandofrens post in here is awesome, let's keep up posting our love for them on this thread nonas, why have 3DPD men or complain about not having one when we can love our husbandos instead?
>>1151540Thanks
nonny, it's always good to see that. He's just so kind and caring and happy it's contagious. Watching the world collapse from the safety and the distance from the places where everything actually happens is unironically cool sometimes.
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No. 1151578
>>1151567I remember in the coquette thread she was sperging about how her dad is African and that's why she doesn't like certain races (well she didn't
explicitly say that but c'mon)
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kaitlyn please don't tattle to all the normies and get us shut down, we're nice girls, we're fun girls
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I am an incel
I am balding. My face is ugly. I wear glasses. I am a manlet. I don't talk to anyone except for a select few incel friends who are as similar to me as possible. I have autism. I am obsessed with porn, shitposting on 4chan, and gaming. I specifically like games about women, such as Touhou, Azur Lane, and Idolmaster. I like imagining that I have sex with the women. It makes me happy and lazy and I don't feel like I need to spend effort to find a gf anymore. Regardless, I still believe women owe me sex. I have no basis, I just have a very firm conviction that they do. I specifically want a girlfriend who is very attractive with large breasts, wide hips, and a huge ass but is also short and skinny. She should be dumber than I am and also be obsessed with me and not much else. I want her to cook for me and do housework and also comfort me about any problems I had during the day. In spite of her demure nature she should also be a beast in bed that can accommodate all my fetishes even though she had no sexual experience prior to me whatsoever. Aside from that, there isn't much I want in life. I am waiting for my parents to die so I can get a job at McDonald's without having to feel ashamed. I am not very interested in politics, I mostly follow vaguely right wing ideologies that place me in a position of victimhood. I listen to video game music and nothing else. I have never been part of a club or performed community service in my life. I wear the same outfit every day. My personality revolves entirely around the content I consume.
How do I touch grass and have sex?
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pls stop posting the misogynistic prick from stray kids already, we're supposed to be terfs
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rate 1-10
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you say femcels, i say women of culture and taste
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Lesbian here.
Just a reminder that we are taking over. The fact is women have NEVER been attracted to men: we needed them for protection, economic support and procreation, and sex is what we traded for those things (or they just raped us).
But now? First-world men have been totally domesticated, so no need to worry about violence. We're taking over the work force too, so we can provide for ourselves. And medical science has made procreative sex totally unnecessary; we can just buy the sperm (with our superior earnings) and have it cleanly injected without getting within ten feet of a penis.
Women are naturally more attracted to other women. Who wouldn't be? We're beautiful, soft and smooth and curvy, basically the opposite of hairy oafish ape-like men. And we know how to please each other like no man ever could. Lesbian sex can last for hours.
Every day more and more "straight" girls are being turned. The world of the future is where a small number of strong men act as our designated studs and the rest of you losers are eunuchs designated for manual labor exclusively. Deal with it
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I'LL SEND YOU MY LOVE ON A WIRE
LIFT YOU UP, EVERY TIME
EVERYONE, OOH
PULLS AWAY, OOH
IT'S A MECHANICAL BULL
YOU'RE NUMBER ONE
YOU'LL TAKE A RIDE FROM ANYONE
EVERYONE WANTS A RIDE
PULLS AWAY, OOH
FROM YOU HOO HOO
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>>1151575Urbit. Let's buy our own planets and create a woman-only community where we use voice verification and payments in order to veto out trannies and moids from joining.
If we cannot do that, then let's all learn about and set up XMPP and chat through there.
>>1151580Thanks
nonnie, always glad to see I'm welcome here. This is probably one of the few places I can be actually honest with my own opinions on the internet, and since I don't trust the media at all I'd much rather post him on this thread than deanonymize myself just to get some internet attention in the short term that will only make Big Tech and the current world order even stronger in the long term.
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Toasting in an epic bread
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>>1151589oh hey i drew that
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tell ur fag twitter-using friends to stop shittalking my hubby
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we need to talk about Kaitlyn Tiffany
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Napoleonfags rise up
No. 1151636
>>1151259She put her entire info up and thinks being a
terf is bad. oh no rofl
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masonnnnn
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>>1151604Yeah, despite my husbando being a ficitonal rapper I don't really like rap that much. I sometimes listen to the pre-2010s songs which in many cases I do like, but the sexism is very much evident in 'urban' genres like it and of course it's all even more overblown with modern rap.
Maybe one of the reason why I like Parappa despite hating thug-like characters is because despite being a rapper he's actually more wholesome a la Japanese pop singers' contractual purity + the games being aimed at general audiences more than anything when it comes to his own personality.
>>1151609>>1151619I don't usually avatarfag but thanks for the reminder. I'll stop with this post as I don't wanna get banned.
No. 1151644
>>1151622She's going to include this in her list of misogynist attacks from lolcow anons.
>femcels ACTUALLY HATE women???!!!!???!?!?!?!?!?! If she wants to get back at us and make people hate women (and she is a TRA so it's a possibility) she'll probably pull this card.
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>>1151570That is okay.
I was inspired by captioning an image with things said about the husbando so I've done me own
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Ok Miss Kaitlyn Tiffany (weird sus name) I'm going to make your job easier for you.
Femcels do not exist.
"Femcels" are edgy teenagers on tiktok and twitter who want to pretend to be as bad as incels are, probably for male validation and attention. They probably have a crush on a school shooter kind of guy, probably. And I don't think they use this website, they probably only lurk 4chan and kiwifarms and pretend they're cool. Remember when some years ago the mainstream journalist media pushed imageboards as a scary hacker thing? Instead of just places to socialize in an anonymous way? Yeah that's what happens when these kids grow up and think this is true. It's not. This is just a website to post dumb handsome anime characters , gossip about dumb people who share too much on social media, and post advice on what nailpolish has the best formula out there. We aren't femcels. We are just like you and we have jobs and families and a life and just come here for fun. The only thing that makes us different is that you want to be dumb and appease to trannies (men) while demonizing us (actual women just like you). I hope you reconsider making this article, and remember: lolcowcore and femcelcore aren't a thing. Yes, really.
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>>1151625Never, ever disrespect my husband Yasu this way again.
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Kaitlyn when her femcel article doesn't get any views
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>>1151654t hats emo pitbull
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why is this thread going so fast
No. 1151665
>>1151656Parappanon here.
Nah, I'm not Crapchan. In fact, I didn't know about Crapchan until you started talking about her in this article today. What's the whole story involving her,
nonny?
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>>1151300Given her job I'm not sure it's possible for her to peak.
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I've been on this site way too fucking long
No. 1151675
>>1151661Because fuck the media, fuck social media and fuck trannies. We are not giving up our anonymity for an "interview"
>>1151663Refer to
>>1151665. Also,
>>1151666 is making me laugh like never before.
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No. 1151680
>>1151644I'm not misogynistic, I love real female journalists that have integrity, intelligence, wits, and most of all discernment. She's a horrible journalist, not because she's a woman, but because her writing fucking sucks. We have been nicer to her than she potentially will be to us regardless what we say to her. Too many people want the internet to be like Disney Land, full of puppy and rainbows, and NO BAD WORDS (in my woke server) unless you're persona non grata AKA a "
TERF", a "FEMCEL", or not their image of what nice young women should be like.
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No. 1151685
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The history of all hitherto existing societies is the history of class struggles.
Freeman and slave, patrician and plebeian, lord and serf, guild-master and journeyman, in a word, oppressor and oppressed, stood in constant opposition to one another, carried on an uninterrupted, now hidden, now open fight, a fight that each time ended, either in a revolutionary re-constitution of society at large, or in the common ruin of the contending classes.
In the earlier epochs of history, we find almost everywhere a complicated arrangement of society into various orders, a manifold gradation of social rank. In ancient Rome we have patricians, knights, plebeians, slaves; in the Middle Ages, feudal lords, vassals, guild-masters, journeymen, apprentices, serfs; in almost all of these classes, again, subordinate gradations.
The modern bourgeois society that has sprouted from the ruins of feudal society has not done away with class antagonisms. It has but established new classes, new conditions of oppression, new forms of struggle in place of the old ones. Our epoch, the epoch of the bourgeoisie, possesses, however, this distinctive feature: it has simplified the class antagonisms. Society as a whole is more and more splitting up into two great hostile camps, into two great classes, directly facing each other: Bourgeoisie and Proletariat.
From the serfs of the Middle Ages sprang the chartered burghers of the earliest towns. From these burgesses the first elements of the bourgeoisie were developed.
The discovery of America, the rounding of the Cape, opened up fresh ground for the rising bourgeoisie. The East-Indian and Chinese markets, the colonisation of America, trade with the colonies, the increase in the means of exchange and in commodities generally, gave to commerce, to navigation, to industry, an impulse never before known, and thereby, to the revolutionary element in the tottering feudal society, a rapid development.
The feudal system of industry, under which industrial production was monopolised by closed guilds, now no longer sufficed for the growing wants of the new markets. The manufacturing system took its place. The guild-masters were pushed on one side by the manufacturing middle class; division of labour between the different corporate guilds vanished in the face of division of labour in each single workshop.
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Look at my ult bias
No. 1151687
>>1151680I know,
nonnie, I'm just saying that she'll probably use it to paint femcels in a negative light even though actual femcels are few and far between and are not even close to the threat that incels are.
No. 1151688
>>1151665She's an anon who some suspect to have been making posts for a couple of months about hating her mixed heritage, but gained attention for sperging about rap in the celebcow and coquette thread. Her opinions on rap aren't necessarily bad, but anons don't like her because she's a little racist and goes out of her way to rant about rap in topics that don't warrant it and search for videos from irrelevant rappers to seethe over.
I'm surprised you haven't seen her mentioned yet.
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No. 1151694
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this article will be the end of this website, but dont worry nonnies! we can still connect by our divine feminine brainwaves!
No. 1151695
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my husbando
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I love you nonnies and you know what miss kaitlyn I love you too, LOVE MAKES HTE WORLD GO ROUND may peace and healing come to this earth.
No. 1151701
>>1151661Because fuck the media, fuck social media and fuck trannies. We are not giving up our anonymity for an "interview"
>>1151663Refer to
>>1151665. Also,
>>1151666 is making me laugh like never before.
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What the fuck did you call us?
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>>1151670Why are Harry Potter copypasta so funny?
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write the article i dare u
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https://www.reddit.com/user/kurt1824/other compelling articles and posts include
>the sad lonely life of ed sheeran's clone>the trick: can you fool a magician?!>questions about mancaves No. 1151711
>>1151682Her reddit past has all her weird cringy research.
There's even tinder dating market study which further prove she sees women as products and femcels are probably the reason in her mind that some men can't get laid. Kek.
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>>1151677Im sorry here’s some cute art of Yasu to make up for my bigotry against bald men
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>>1151700wrong inage but whatever
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>>1151695ur husbando is shit!!!
No. 1151723
>>1151688Yeah, to be honest I mostly go on /snow/ and /m/, as well as the actual husbando thread on /g/ and in this board I usually just browse the coonsoomer and tinfoil threads and that's it. I think the most obvious posts I make are probably sperging over how Ayydens treat my husbando on the Fakeboi thread, but to be honest most of the husbando nonnies can highly relate to that, I guess I'm just the most outspoken about it.
>>1151694Nonny to
nonny communication,
nonny to
nonny conversation.
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Meantime the markets kept ever growing, the demand ever rising. Even manufacture no longer sufficed. Thereupon, steam and machinery revolutionised industrial production. The place of manufacture was taken by the giant, Modern Industry, the place of the industrial middle class, by industrial millionaires, the leaders of whole industrial armies, the modern bourgeois.
Modern industry has established the world-market, for which the discovery of America paved the way. This market has given an immense development to commerce, to navigation, to communication by land. This development has, in its time, reacted on the extension of industry; and in proportion as industry, commerce, navigation, railways extended, in the same proportion the bourgeoisie developed, increased its capital, and pushed into the background every class handed down from the Middle Ages.
We see, therefore, how the modern bourgeoisie is itself the product of a long course of development, of a series of revolutions in the modes of production and of exchange.
Each step in the development of the bourgeoisie was accompanied by a corresponding political advance of that class. An oppressed class under the sway of the feudal nobility, an armed and self-governing association in the mediaeval commune; here independent urban republic (as in Italy and Germany), there taxable “third estate” of the monarchy (as in France), afterwards, in the period of manufacture proper, serving either the semi-feudal or the absolute monarchy as a counterpoise against the nobility, and, in fact, corner-stone of the great monarchies in general, the bourgeoisie has at last, since the establishment of Modern Industry and of the world-market, conquered for itself, in the modern representative State, exclusive political sway. The executive of the modern State is but a committee for managing the common affairs of the whole bourgeoisie.
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No. 1151735
>>1151682DEFCON 5, DEFCON 5. You ain't slick Kait. I thought i was just being paranoid, but this seals the deal that she is trouble and everyone should ignore her. All this talk about "lived experiences" and how to make femcels as "
valid" as incels (aka the spin that femcels are as bad as incels are), is extremely suspect.
No. 1151736
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kaitlyn stop caping for scrotes
No. 1151738
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nonnie nonnette noNNY
No. 1151740
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>>1151721pretty awful and same as here, kek. they're pissed she caped for trannies
No. 1151741
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>>1151731NOT ON MY WATCH JOJO(S)
No. 1151743
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pickme pickme pickme pickle pickle picked pickle pickme you are the worst than you are the worst you hurt us you're writing nothing you aren't writing anything
No. 1151745
>>1151441Every time I see this gif I kek
>>1151471>>1151490Don't forget Xanax-chan.
>>1151629>>1151661>>1151705>>1151729Oh how I want to bite his face off.
>>1151635>>1151650Yo.
>>1151690Yes, especially on TikTok.
>>1151721It's very slow.
No. 1151748
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AND ALL THESE TEARS I HAVE SHED ARE MORE MEANINGFUL THAN THESE CUTS ON MY THIGHS AND THE BURNS ON MY ARMS!
YOU ARE NOW LISTENING TO 666.9 NONA FM
YOU'VE BEEN IN THE DARK FOR WAY TOO LONG
IT'S TIME TO WALK INTO THE LIGHT
AND ACCEPT YOUR FATE WITH OPEN ARMS!
SCARED? DON'T WORRY
WE'LL BE THERE TO HOLD YOUR HAND AND GUIDE YOU THROUGH THIS PAINLESS TRANSITION
BUT WHAT'S THE RUSH?
JUST RELAX AND ENJOY ANOTHER HOUR OF TORTUROUSLY SAD MUSIC ON 666.9 NONA FM
STAY TUNED! ♥︎
No. 1151757
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No. 1151758
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please don't expose us
No. 1151761
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bruh
No. 1151762
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No. 1151764
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No. 1151765
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>>1151741KEEP MY HUSBAND(S) NAME OUT OF YOUR MOUTH
No. 1151767
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>>1151731My 3 manservants who kneel beside my bed each night for a kiss
No. 1151769
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You could had been based Tif, you could have.
No. 1151774
>>1151761Does she actually earn Money? Feel like we wouldn't even get a brigade if she wrote an article because she has like ten people engaging with the posts.
>>1151764Tomie FTW. Iconic.
No. 1151778
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post more cute boys
No. 1151779
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>How the Snowflakes Won
>The soft, sad freaks on an unprofitable website claimed victory in the battle for the internet’s soul and defined the worldview of a generation.
No. 1151781
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>>1151725I love you, marx-chan
No. 1151784
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who are you calling femcel?
No. 1151788
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No. 1151793
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>How Did We Get So ‘Cringe’?
>Early cringe culture was about empathy and secondhand embarrassment. Today, being “cringe” is a serious infraction.
No. 1151796
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>>1151792if you are hawaiian and see this face with this cute expression what do you do?
No. 1151797
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Being the villains of the Internet can be kind of fun actually. when we're not being harassed by angry gore/cp posting trannies that is
No. 1151798
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No. 1151805
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When marimba rhythms start to play
Dance with me, make me sway
No. 1151809
>>1151797It definitely is. Being a good guy means that you have to tone your language at all times in order to be seen as one, and that sucks.
Being bad because it's fun all the way.
No. 1151815
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who is the best sanrio character and why is lala
No. 1151816
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No. 1151817
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A POX ON BOTH YOUR HOUSES
No. 1151818
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No. 1151820
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it's ya girl charli
No. 1151822
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No. 1151823
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jodifags unite
No. 1151830
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No. 1151831
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ywnbaw
No. 1151834
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 is picking out a shirt)
Barry:
Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Ooh, black and yellow! Let's shake it up a little.
Janet:
Barry! Breakfast is ready!
Barry:
Coming! Hang on a second.
(Barry uses his antenna like a phone)
Barry:
Hello
(Through phone)
Adam:
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:
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)
Adam:
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)
Adam:
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)
{♬ Playing "Pomp and Circumstance" ♬}
Barry:
Boy, quite a bit of pomp…under the circumstances.
(Barry and Adam sit down and put on their hats)
Barry:
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)
{♬ "Pomp and Circumstance" Ends ♬}
Announcer:
Students, faculty, distinguished bees, please welcome Dean Buzzwell.
Dean:
Welcome, New Hive Oity graduating class of……9:15. 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:
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 do you think he makes?
Barry:
Not enough.
Tour Guide:
Here we have our latest advancement, the Krelman.
(They pass by a turning wheel with Bees standing on pegs, who are each wearing a finger-shaped hat)
Barry:
Wow, What does that do?
Tour Guide:
Catches that little strand of honey that hangs after you pour it. Saves us millions.
Adam:
(Intrigued) Can anyone work on the Krelman?
Tour Guide:
Of course. Most bee jobs are small ones. But bees know that every small job, if it's done well, means a lot. But choose carefully because you'll stay in the job you pick for the rest of your life.
(Everyone claps except for Barry)
Barry:
The same job the rest of your life? I didn't know that.
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)
Barry:
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)
Lou Lo Duva:
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.
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No. 1151838
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No. 1151839
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Kaitlyn Tiffany are you there?
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No. 1151841
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have you nonnies watched the sopranos
No. 1151842
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THE RIDE NEVER ENDS KAITLYN
No. 1151848
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No. 1151852
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AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!
No. 1151853
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No. 1151855
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>>1151805like a flower bending in the breeze
bend with me, sway with ease
No. 1151857
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>>1151814damn nonna brought out the diojona. Maybe we can be friends then
No. 1151860
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 the front of the 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 the front of the 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)
Job Lister:
I'm sorry, the Krelman just closed out.
(Takes Adam's hat off)
Job Lister:
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)
Adam:
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)
Adam:
Barry!
Pollen Jock #1:
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)
Adam:
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?
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 Lo 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 Jocks:
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)
Barry:
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.
(Barry and the Pollen jock fly over the field, the pollen jock sprinkles pollen as he goes)
Pollen Jock #1:
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 the car:
There's a bee in the car! Do something!
Dad driving the car: I'm driving!
Baby Girl:
(Waving at Barry) Hi, bee.
(Barry smiles and waves at the baby girl)
Guy in the back of the car: He's back here! He's going to sting me!
Girl in the 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 the 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 the 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)
Barry:
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)
Barry:
Can't fly in rain.
(A second rain drop hits Barry again and he spirals downwards)
Barry:
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:
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)
Ken:
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)
Barry:
What was that?
(Barry keeps trying to fly out the window but he keeps being knocked back because the window is closed)
Barry:
Maybe this time. This time. This time. This time! This time! This…Drapes!
(Barry taps the glass. He doesn't understand what it is)
Barry:
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)
Ken:
…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)
Barry:
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)
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No. 1151862
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cackling. what a girlboss.
No. 1151867
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this image still banned in china
No. 1151872
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kaitlyn pls rate my husbando
No. 1151876
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>>1151094https://4w.pub/my-whole-conversation-with-kaitlyn-tiffany-for-the-atlantic/why would anyone talk to you? you're a biased careerist hack, a troon handmaiden and a pick me. fuck you.
No. 1151882
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the mormon deserved it
No. 1151883
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We Need To Talk About Kaitlyn
No. 1151885
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>>1151883kek, now this, i'd see
No. 1151887
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I would suck the skin off of it
No. 1151888
>>1151866Ken:
Wait! Stop! Bee!
(Andy drops the chip with Barry in fear and backs away. All the humans freak out)
Ken:
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)
Ken:
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)
Barry:
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)
Barry:
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)
Barry:
"You like jazz?" No, that's no good.
(Vanessa is about to walk past Barry)
Barry:
Here she comes! Speak, you fool!…Hi!
(Vanessa gasps and drops the dishes in fright and notices Barry on the counter)
Barry:
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)
Barry:
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)
Barry:
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?
(Pouring coffee on the floor and missing the cup completely)
Vanessa:
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)
Barry:
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:
It's like putting a hat on your knee.
Vanessa:
Maybe I'll try that.
(A custodian installing a lightbulb looks over at them but to his perspective it looks like Vanessa is talking to a cup of coffee on the table)
Custodian:
You all right, ma'am?
Vanessa:
Oh, yeah. Fine. Just having two cups of coffee!
Barry:
Anyway, this has been great. Thanks for the coffee.
Vanessa:
Yeah, it's no trouble.
Barry:
Sorry I couldn't finish it. If I did, I'd be up the rest of my life.
(Barry points towards the rum cake)
Barry:
Can I take a piece of this with me?
Vanessa:
Sure! Here, have a crumb.
(Vanessa hands Barry a crumb but it is still pretty big for Barry)
Barry:
Thanks!
Vanessa:
Yeah.
Barry:
All right. Well, then…I guess I'll see you around. Or not.
Vanessa:
OK, Barry…
Barry:
And thank you so much again… for before.
Vanessa:
Oh, that? That was nothing.
Barry:
Well, not nothing, but… Anyway…
(Vanessa and Barry hold hands, but Vanessa has to hold out a finger because her hands is to big and Barry holds that)
(The custodian looks over again and it appears Vanessa is laughing at her coffee again. The lightbulb that he was screwing in sparks and he falls off the ladder)
(Fast forward in time and we see two Bee Scientists testing out a parachute in a Honex wind tunnel)
Bee Scientist #1: This can't possibly work.
Bee Scientist #2: He's all set to go. We may as well try it. OK, Dave, pull the chute.
(Dave pulls the chute and the wind slams him against the wall and he falls on his face. The camera pans over and we see Barry and Adam walking together)
Adam:
Sounds amazing.
Barry:
It was amazing! It was the scariest, happiest moment of my life.
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)
Janet:
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)
{♬ Playing "megolavia " ♬}
(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)
{♬ "Sugar, Sugar" ends when the plane blows up the first 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?
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I warned you that I wanted you a great reporter, you troll the Atlantic and you fuck the Atlantic I warned you that I would return here to LOLCOR by my next presence We're helpless Nothing comfortable You're doing nothing You're not doing anything You're not using anything You're not using anything You hurt us you are the worst than you are the worst I want to go home, and I want everything to be normal again, and it unleashes my hellish world, I still feel like I'm back and there's nothing yet please please please please please please please PLE Correct the eyesight I'm begging for you please give me GIVE US JOURNALISM BACK KAITLYN WHY DO YOU LEAVE US HALF DONE WHAT IS THIS JUST REMOVE THE STORY IF YOU CARE SO LITTLE YOU RUINED MY VALENTINE'S DAY ALONE AND YOU RUIN EVERY SUBSEEUQNET DAY SINCE THEN CORRECT YOUR MISTAKES AND RETSTORE THE ATLANTIC TO ITS GLORY ITS NOT RIGHT ITS JUST NOT RIGHT
No. 1151893
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>>1151886adding more she is so beautiful
No. 1151894
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No. 1151896
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>>1151861oh mannn, not to kpopsperg, but i just realized how much tiffany from snsd looks like a asian jodi arias
No. 1151899
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No. 1151900
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nfts are totes empowering and the future
No. 1151901
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tiff you still there
No. 1151905
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No. 1151906
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Wow guys I cannot believe she actually tweeted this (It's real, trust me)
No. 1151907
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LINKS BEAUTIFUL BODY LINKS BEAUTIFUL BODY LINKS BEAUTIFUL BODY
No. 1151910
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No. 1151912
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so is this the end of LC as we know it?
No. 1151917
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>>1151907PARAPPA IS A CUTIE PARAPPA IS A CUTIE BASED HUSBANDO APPRECIATOR
No. 1151919
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she's a swiftie
No. 1151921
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Let's get it started, in here
And the base keep runnin' runnin', and runnin', and runnin', and runnin', and runnin', and runnin', and runnin', and
runnin', and runnin', and runnin', and runnin', and runnin', and runnin', and runnin', and runnin', and…
In this context, there's no disrespect, so, when I bust my rhyme, you break your necks
We got five minutes for us to disconnect, from all intellect, and let the rhythm affect
So lose an inhabition, follow
your intuition, free your inner soul and break away from tradition
Coz when we beat out, girl we pull the weed out
You wouldn't believe how we wow shit out
Burn it till it's burned out
Turn it till it's turned out Act up from north, west, east, south
[Chorus:]
Everybody, everybody, let's get into it
Get stupid
Get retarded, get retarded, get retarded
Let's get retarded (ha), let's get retarded in here. Let's get retarded (ha), let's get retarded in here
Let's get retarded (ha), let's get retarded in here
Let's get retarded (ha), let's get retarded in here
Yeah
Lose control, of body and soul
Don't move too fast, people, just take it slow
Don't get ahead, just jump into it
Ya'll here about it, the Peas will do it
Get started, get stupid
Don't worry about it, people we'll walk you through it
Step by step, like you're into new kid
Inch by inch with the new solution
Trench men hits, with no delusion
The feeling's irresistible and that's how we movin'
[Chorus:]
Everybody, everybody, let's get into it
Get stupid
Get retarded, get retarded, get retarded.
Let's get retarded (ha), let's get retarded in here. Let's get retarded (ha), let's get retarded in here
Let's get retarded (ha), let's get retarded in here
Let's get retarded (ha), let's get retarded in here
Yeah
Runnin' runnin', and runnin' runnin', and runnin' runnin', and runnin runnin' and… Come on ya'll let's get…Oohhoo!
Aha, let's get oohhoo… in here (right now yeah.) Cookoo, aha, let's get, cookoo, in here… Cookoo, aha, let's get,
cookoo, in here…ow, ow, ow…
ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya…
Let's get ill, that's the deal
Apl.de. will bring the bugged out drill. (Just)
Lose your mind this is the time,
Ya'll can't stand still, Just and bang your spine (Just)
Bob your head like epilepsy, up inside your club or in your bentley
Get messy, loud and sick
Ya'll mount past slow mo in another head trip. (So)
Come then now do not correct it, let's get ign'ant let's get hectic
[Chorus:]
Everybody, everybody, let's get into it
Get stupid. (Come on)
Get retarded (come one) , get retarded (yeah), get retarded
Let's get retarded (ha), let's get retarded in here. Let's get retarded (ha), let's get retarded in here. (R-E-T-A-R-D-E-D)
Let's get retarded (ha), let's get retarded in here. Let's get retarded (ha), let's get retarded (woah, woah, woah) in here
Yeah
Oohhoo! Aha, oohhoo… in here… Cookoo, aha, cookoo, in here (R-E-T-A-R-D-E-D)… Cookoo, aha, let's get, cookoo, in here…ow, ow, ow…
ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya…
Runnin' runnin', and runnin' runnin', and runnin' runnin', and runnin' runnin' (fade)
No. 1151924
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>>1151796Why I assert dominance of course.
No. 1151925
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Hi nonnies. I like Johnny Joestar.
No. 1151930
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>>1151911AS ALL THINGS SHOULD BE AS ALL THINGS SHOULD BE
No. 1151932
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>>1151865i love you too nonna, you have good taste
No. 1151934
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BRO ITS LIKE SHE ALMOST GETS IT!!!!!!!!!! THINK KAITLYN THINK!!
No. 1151939
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)
Barry:
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)
Hector:
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)
Hector:
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)
Hector:
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)
Mooseblood:
Why does everything have to be so doggone clean?! How much do you people need to see?!
(Bangs on windshield)
Mooseblood:
Open your eyes! Stick your head out the window!
Radio in the 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 the truck: Like what?
Truck Driver:
Like tiny screaming.
Guy in the 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:
We're all jammed in. It's a close community.
Mooseblood:
Not us, man. We on our own. Every mosquito on his own.
Barry:
What if you get in trouble?
Mooseblood:
You a mosquito, you in trouble. Nobody likes us. They just smack. See a mosquito, smack, smack!
Barry:
At least you're out in the world. You must meet girls.
Mooseblood:
Mosquito girls try to trade up, get with a moth, dragonfly. Mosquito girl don't want no mosquito.
(An ambulance passes by and it has a blood donation sign on it)
Mooseblood:
You got to be kidding me! Mooseblood's about to leave the building! So long, bee!
(Mooseblood leaves and flies onto the window of the ambulance where there are other mosquito's hanging out)
Mooseblood:
Hey, guys!
Another Mosquito: Mooseblood!
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)
Barry:
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 the apartment: Yeah. It doesn't last too long.
Barry:
Do you know you're in a fake hive with fake walls?
Bee in the apartment: 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)
Barry:
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)
Barry:
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:
Good evening. I'm Bob Bumble.
Jeanette:
And I'm Jeanette Chung.
Bob:
A tri-county bee, Barry Benson, intends to sue the human race for stealing our honey, packaging it and profiting from it illegally!
Jeanette:
Tomorrow night on Bee Larry King, we'll have three former queens here in our studio, discussing their new book, Classy Ladies, out this week on Hexagon.
(The scene changes to an interview on the news with Bee version of Larry King and Barry)
Bee Larry King:
Tonight we're talking to Barry Benson. Did you ever think, "I'm a kid from the hive. I can't do this"?
Barry:
Bees have never been afraid to change the world. What about Bee Columbus? Bee Gandhi? Bejesus?
Bee Larry King:
Where I'm from, we'd never sue humans. We were thinking of stickball or candy stores.
Barry:
How old are you?
Bee Larry King:
The bee community is supporting you in this case, which will be the trial of the bee century.
Barry:
You know, they have a Larry King in the human world too.
Bee Larry King:
It's a common name. Next week…
Barry:
He looks like you and has a show and suspenders and colored dots…
Bee Larry King:
Next week…
Barry:
Glasses, quotes on the bottom from the guest even though you just heard 'em.
Bee Larry King:
Bear Week next week! They're scary, hairy and here, live.
(Bee Larry King gets annoyed and flies away offscreen)
Barry:
Always leans forward, pointy shoulders, squinty eyes, very Jewish.
(Flash forward in time. We see Vanessa enter and Ken enters behind her. They are arguing)
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 Bumbleton:
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!
No. 1151943
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Let me hook you up with graphics for your blog, girl
No. 1151948
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>>1151943This one will look fire
No. 1151950
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WE KNOW THEY WON'T WIN
No. 1151951
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i fucking hate genshin impact but the art turns me into a maniac
No. 1151952
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>>1151809HATE US CUZ THEY AIN'T US
No. 1151953
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Please include in your article that our moderator is contrapoints grl expose him. Pic attached: secret photo of admin
No. 1151957
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>>1151946You can enjoy your 5'4" golden blond and teal wearing british man, and I'll enjoy my 5'5" pale blond and sky blue wearing kentucky man
No. 1151958
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is this the femcel experience you wanted Kaitlyn? is this the one?
No. 1151959
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>>1151948You like Eeyore, right? Everyone likes Eeyore because he's so relatable
No. 1151962
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>>1151942and lie, don't forget we lie
No. 1151963
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omg you guys jodi arias escaped prison and is now in the extremely famous korean award-winning girls generation!
No. 1151964
>>1151951this is literally the only
valid husbando fagging in his thread
No. 1151966
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Got nothing in my brain
Got nothing in my brain
got nothing in my brain
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Got nothing in my brain
Got nothing in my brain
Got nothing in my brain
No. 1151970
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>>1151933By jumping on him and sinking my teeth into his face to suck whatever is in his bloodstream.
No. 1151977
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imagine asking reddit for their opinion on femcels lmao. You know they will basically say that women should stay in the kitchen and get raped, shit like that, right?
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No. 1151983
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why do I have so many screencaps of this hellsite
No. 1151984
>>1151960I cry and I pray and I beg for admin-sama to mark her posts with this
>>1151943 I do not believe this is her first time here
No. 1151985
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>>1151957>>1151968Meanwhile I just want to see them kiss
No. 1151986
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please don't cancel us
No. 1151987
(Montgomery walks over and looks closely at Barry)
Montgomery:
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:
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)
Barry:
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:
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:
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:
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:
Why doesn't someone just step on this creep, and we can all go home?!
Judge Bumbleton:
Order in this court!
Ray:
You're all thinking it!
(Judge Bumbleton starts banging her gavel)
Judge Bumbleton:
Order! Order, I say!
Ray:
Say it!
Man:
Mr. Liotta, please sit down!
(We see a montage of magazines which feature the court case)
(Flash forward in time and Barry is back home with Vanessa)
Barry:
I think it was awfully nice of that bear to pitch in like that.
Vanessa:
I think the jury's on our side.
Barry:
Are we doing everything right,you know, legally?
Vanessa:
I'm a florist.
Barry:
Right. Well, here's to a great team.
Vanessa:
To a great team!
(Ken walks in from work. He sees Barry and he looks upset when he sees Barry clinking his glass with Vanessa)
Ken:
Well, hello.
Vanessa:
Oh, Ken!
Barry:
Hello!
Vanessa:
I didn't think you were coming. No, I was just late. I tried to call, but…
(Ken holds up his phone and flips it open. The phone has no charge)
Vanessa:
…the battery…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)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)
Ken:
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)
Ken:
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)
Ken:
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)
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)
Vanessa:
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)
Vanessa:
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)
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) You got the tweezers?
Lawyer:
Are you allergic?
Montgomery:
Only to losing, son. Only to losing. Mr. Benson Bee, I'll ask you what I think we'd all like to know. What exactly is your relationship (Points to Vanessa) to that woman?
Barry:
We're friends.
Montgomery:
Good friends?
Barry:
Yes.
Montgomery:
How good? Do you live together?
Adam:
Wait a minute…
Montgomery:
Are you her little……bedbug?
(Adam's stinger starts vibrating. He is agitated)
Montgomery:
I've seen a bee documentary or two. From what I understand, doesn't your queen give birth to all the bee children?
Barry:
Yeah, but…
Montgomery:
(Pointing at Janet and Martin) So those aren't your real parents!
Janet:
Oh, Barry…
Barry:
Yes, they are!
Adam:
Hold me back!
(Vanessa tries to hold Adam back. He wants to sting Montgomery)
Montgomery:
You're an illegitimate bee, aren't you, Benson?
Adam:
He's denouncing bees!
Montgomery:
Don't y'all date your cousins?
(Montgomery leans over on the jury stand and stares at Adam)
Vanessa:
Objection!
(Vanessa raises her hand to object but Adam gets free. He flies straight at Montgomery)
Adam:
I'm going to pincushion this guy!
Barry:
Adam, don't! It's what he wants!
(Adam stings Montgomery in the butt and he starts thrashing around)
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 Bumbleton:
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)
Adam:
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)
Adam:
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 the jury: 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)
Vanessa:
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)
Barry:
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)
Barry:
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)
Barry:
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…
No. 1151988
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>>1151972This one actually scares me a little. Kaitlyn why would you want to put this on your blog? You're so weird.
No. 1151989
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>>1151978the absolute madwoman. love you, kait!
No. 1151990
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No. 1151994
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>>1151974I guess we're both going on a ride.
>>1151975Don't make me upset,
nonnie.
No. 1151995
>>1151986Maybe it’s time we made an Ezra about thirst containment station
I hate how cute he is. Why does he have to be crazy?
No. 1151999
>>1151994Is he scratching his
gunt?
No. 1152000
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omg I know I said I was going to quit this place but I just love you girls so much it's unreal
No. 1152005
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OH YEAH I GOT A REAL APPETITE
No. 1152007
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I want to post my husband before the thread gets locked!!
No. 1152008
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>>1151990Born in an unmarked alley in an unnamed town, this poor creature had to hunt the mean streets just to stay alive…until learning that following retainers and feeding off the slaughter left in their wakes was a safer, easier way to a full belly.
No. 1152009
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how sensual
No. 1152010
>>1151986I want to
kiss this violent crackhead before he goes to some Hawaiian jail once and for all.
No. 1152011
>>1152000I love you too
nonnie!!!
No. 1152013
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>>1151978Bara tiddies huh…
No. 1152020
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The way nonnies manage to unite to fight a common enemy is beautiful, to think a few hours before this I was infighting with some of you, I take it all back I love you retards
No. 1152021
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What's with these homies dissin' my girl?
Why do they gotta front?
What did we ever do to these guys
That made them so violent?
Woo-hoo, but you know I'm yours
Woo-hoo, and I know you're mine
Woo-hoo, that's for all the time
I look just like Buddy Holly
And you're Mary Tyler Moore
I don't care what they say about us anyway
I don't care 'bout that
Don't you ever fear, I'm always near
I know that you need help
Your tongue is twisted, your eyes are slit
You need a guardian
Woo-hoo, and you know I'm yours
Woo-hoo, and I know you're mine
Woo-hoo, that's for all the time
I look just like Buddy Holly
And you're Mary Tyler Moore
I don't care what they say about us anyway
I don't care 'bout that
I don't care 'bout that
Bang! Bang! Knock on the door
Another big bang, get down on the floor
Oh no! What do we do?
Don't look now but I lost my shoe
I can't run and I can't kick
What's a matter, babe, are you feelin' sick?
What's a matter, what's a matter, what's a matter you?
What's a matter, babe, are you feelin' blue? Oh-oh!
That's for all the time
That's for all the time
I look just like Buddy Holly
And you're Mary Tyler Moore
I don't care what they say about us anyway
I don't care 'bout that
I don't care 'bout that
I don't care 'bout that
I don't care 'bout that
No. 1152023
>>1151999He's doing whatever you want him to.
>>1152002Please silence you're hurting my feelings.
No. 1152026
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>leave for less than an hour
>400 new posts
So this is it.. the power of weaponized autism.
No. 1152027
(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:
Stop making honey!
(The bees all leave their stations. Two bees run into a room and they put the keys into a machine)
Dean:
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)
Bee:
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)
Barry:
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)
Vanessa:
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)
Barry:
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?
Copilot 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. (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)
Barry:
(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:
No! No one's flying the plane!
Bud:
(Through radio on plane) This is JFK control tower, Flight 356. What's your status?
Vanessa:
This is Vanessa Bloome. I'm a florist from New York.
Bud:
Where's the pilot?
Vanessa:
He's unconscious, and so is the copilot.
Bud:
Not good. Does anyone onboard have flight experience?
Barry:
As a matter of fact, there is.
Bud:
Who's that?
Barry:
Barry Benson.
Bud:
From the honey trial?! Oh, great.
Barry:
Vanessa, this is nothing more than a big metal bee. It's got giant wings, huge engines.
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 Carl 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. 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)
Vanessa:
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)
Barry:
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)
Barry:
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)
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)
Barry:
Oh, yeah.
Janet:
That's our Barry.
(♬ "Here Comes the Sun" starts playing ♬)
(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 the 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:
Sure is.
Barry:
Between you and me, I was dying to get out of that office.
(Barry recreates the scene near the beginning of the movie where he flies through the box kite. The movie fades to black and the credits being)
{♬ "Here Comes the Sun" stops playing ♬}
(♬ "Thinking Bee" plays over the credits ♬}
[–after credits; No scene can be seen but the characters can be heard talking over the credits–]
Barry:
You have got to start thinking bee, my friend! Thinking bee! Me?
{♬ "Thinking Bee" ends as Barry interrupts ♬}
Barry:
(Talking over singer) Hold it. Let's just stop for a second. Hold it. I'm sorry. I'm sorry, everyone. Can we stop here?
Singer:
Oh, Barry-
Barry:
I'm not making a major life decision during a production number!
Singer:
All right. Take ten, everybody. Wrap it up, guys.
Barry:
I had virtually no rehearsal for that.
No. 1152028
>>1152014well fuck
I think I met her in a previous incarnation of the lc server but I had no idea that she was sealchan and that was what she looked like
No. 1152032
File: 1651099582217.jpg (743.95 KB, 3000x2400, FBh0nB2XsAkXz2g.jpg)
I need more bara tiddies!!
No. 1152033
File: 1651099594875.jpg (80.14 KB, 500x517, tumblr_d30941e0b9db0e1413d5d14…)
No. 1152034
File: 1651099600538.png (939.93 KB, 1000x1412, __original_drawn_by_wadani_hit…)
>>1152020it truly is beautiful
No. 1152035
File: 1651099621939.jpeg (100.4 KB, 603x680, 1FF96857-0A5D-421C-B65B-572AC7…)
>Tfw no anime husband to kiss all of the scars of his body and who says thank you for every kiss he gets because he feels unworthy of my love
No. 1152036
File: 1651099624261.jpg (29.21 KB, 465x392, contrappints.jpg)
>>1151953Don't let Kaitlyn see this damning image of our moderator, Contrapoints I mean Not Contrapoints
No. 1152039
File: 1651099645849.png (480.92 KB, 1178x492, peeepoo.png)
hmmmmmm
No. 1152041
File: 1651099658639.jpg (39.61 KB, 564x752, 1650317958405.jpg)
>>1151978ONE OF US ONE OF US
No. 1152043
File: 1651099683612.jpeg (46.81 KB, 828x862, C50DDD7C-309F-4CC8-8326-967D52…)
kaitlyn come back sweetie we miss u
No. 1152044
File: 1651099684000.jpg (Spoiler Image,208.46 KB, 901x626, 37dfcd5a-447e-4106-bb3d-067b67…)
My dream man
>has to be 5'5"
>must be paraplegic
>must be from kentucky
>must hate himself and want to die
>must be obsessed with "getting back to zero"
>must be driven by an all consuming desire to walk again
No. 1152048
File: 1651099724065.jpeg (239.36 KB, 1125x595, 0632F670-8329-4668-9AE5-69A6FD…)
>>1151978She could have been one of us if she didn’t fall for the bird
No. 1152054
File: 1651099770582.jpeg (134.58 KB, 600x1000, 68954593-23D2-4FDE-965F-037AB6…)
C O P I O U S
A M O U N T S
O F D I O
No. 1152056
File: 1651099787960.png (849.22 KB, 850x1033, sample_0fc75b172475fc5c72fa870…)
POST ASS
POST ASS
POST ASS
No. 1152057
File: 1651099795581.jpg (25.94 KB, 680x383, 20220417_143301.jpg)
MMMMWAH
No. 1152061
File: 1651099832357.png (40.89 KB, 604x384, peeepoo.png)
so apparently her fandom book is just about one direction (and got termed on tumblr for it kek. Did she pull out the "email me for info" shit on them too?)
No. 1152062
File: 1651099846327.png (163.8 KB, 617x652, parappa_by_cheefii_dd1a44c.png)
I really wish I could be with my lovely manlet cartoon dog rapper husbando. His series might be dead, but that's honestly great. I really wonder what it would be to have a romance with him, what it'd be to marry him, what it'd be for us to be together for the rest of our lives. One can dream, right?(avatarfagging)
No. 1152063
>>1152040I find him cute and saw him in movies very recently
and I want to laugh at him because he's such a cow so I'm looking up stuff about him right and kek, his French wikipedia page is full of "il" and treats him as the male he is.
No. 1152065
File: 1651099863886.jpg (85.93 KB, 540x520, tumblr_cec72504ac8038e477f7788…)
¿quieres?
No. 1152067
File: 1651099889219.jpeg (117.72 KB, 660x935, 5AD787F1-0871-4F92-81B9-754F26…)
>>1152054Hell yeah sister
No. 1152070
File: 1651099910118.jpg (359.26 KB, 766x900, ESOs7v3UEAE_mcV.jpg)
No. 1152074
File: 1651099939015.jpeg (115.55 KB, 1024x736, F97B394B-0E56-4015-A309-EF4207…)
Everyone just act boring and maybe we won’t be mentioned in her irrelevant article for boomers
No. 1152079
File: 1651099972855.png (250.63 KB, 598x482, peeepoo.png)
>i'm a huge gossip and live in constant fear
No. 1152082
File: 1651099990360.gif (2.76 MB, 465x286, B727F0D6-1723-4983-B745-0D83BC…)
>>1152067I see you and I appreciate you and I see you an
No. 1152084
File: 1651100005826.jpeg (207.69 KB, 750x1125, 9E410FF4-D4A1-42CC-8144-48CA4A…)
But would you be able to recognize your husbandos’ hands?
No. 1152086
>ywn have 1970s serial killer ted bundy at your mercy, handcuffed and furious about you slapping him around and treating him however you want, glaring at you murderously
>ywn push him to the floor and onto his knees, roughly pulling down his pants while he protests angrily and tells you to stop, you cant do this, etc
>ywn push into him mercilessly with your strap on, hearing his voice crack and give way to panicked sobs
>ywn grab him by the hair and push his face into the floor while remarking how hard and dripping his cock is
>ywn hear him unsuccessfully try to stifle his pitiful, broken sounding moans as he spreads his thighs to allow you in deeper
>ywn tease him for cumming just from being fucked in the ass, without you ever even touching his dick
>ywn turn him over so you can look at his crying, drooling, whimpering face
No. 1152090
File: 1651100063197.jpg (61.54 KB, 750x750, Tumblr_l_520572494844333.jpg)
Kaitlyn, you're more of a femcel than me and my fellow Stacies here.
No. 1152091
File: 1651100090281.jpeg (119.23 KB, 736x1030, ADDE985E-283E-4836-B0D0-DCB17A…)
>>1152084But would he recognize
yours?
No. 1152095
File: 1651100116015.jpeg (90.56 KB, 512x512, 3CCCB4A2-4B11-4B0D-A798-3876AE…)
>>1152084I want to kiss his cute hand and feed him onions
No. 1152097
File: 1651100147848.jpg (133.35 KB, 406x726, tumblr_pi7om6J38r1xm9jmfo1_128…)
Kaitlynnn please show us a sign you didn't off yourself because we bullied you too hard
No. 1152098
File: 1651100158836.jpeg (456.49 KB, 1771x1062, 88E7781B-094C-4F71-91F3-E771E6…)
>>1152082Together we are strong
No. 1152099
File: 1651100170293.jpg (189.59 KB, 1000x750, 47658747.jpg)
Join us Kaitlyn, come shitpost forever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever
No. 1152105
File: 1651100202966.png (682.85 KB, 1227x1141, plague doctor.PNG)
No. 1152106
File: 1651100215463.jpeg (26.59 KB, 346x190, 2CF12BFD-8EF0-4F16-986D-528D85…)
what is this mysterious location
No. 1152111
File: 1651100244690.jpg (11.76 KB, 239x278, Tumblr_l_8411902184126.jpg)
No. 1152115
File: 1651100287858.jpg (158.99 KB, 850x1093, sample-624f1f76ffcb7c6bb669034…)
No. 1152119
File: 1651100310161.gif (226.69 KB, 280x215, F015977A-CAF6-4F93-BE68-2823D6…)
>>1152063baguettefags represent
No. 1152123
File: 1651100373639.jpg (55.29 KB, 828x814, Tumblr_l_207988383272584.jpg)
Can we pink pill Kaitlyn? Post em
No. 1152127
File: 1651100404072.png (112.83 KB, 1269x276, unknown-5.png)
>>1152069I'm honestly glad you deleted it, why do we need a containment thread for every single celebrity? Cap for anyone who missed it.
No. 1152130
File: 1651100409061.jpeg (63.65 KB, 750x561, 35740466-6133-4193-930E-7350B8…)
Post what?
No. 1152131
File: 1651100420625.jpg (58.54 KB, 395x432, 1649543838819.jpg)
YWNBAW
No. 1152132
>>1152062>manlet cartoon dog rapper husbandostate of anons here, pure mental illness
Kaitlyn, write this down
No. 1152136
File: 1651100467331.png (564.48 KB, 750x1334, imagen_2022-04-27_180008883.pn…)
Inb4 she writes something like "I got so many replies in the thread, but it all got me more confused. Maybe we'll never know what a femcel truly is"
>>1151690yep
>>1152090KEK seriously yes. Going through her twitter is an experience.
No. 1152141
File: 1651100492181.png (1.89 MB, 1370x1559, 1651100383422.png)
reposting from what a miner found. kaitlyn screwed over OD fans hard and they're still sour
No. 1152144
File: 1651100520064.png (53.37 KB, 1229x279, she speaks.PNG)
No. 1152146
File: 1651100531892.jpeg (Spoiler Image,386.11 KB, 236x6408, 8B2FEB4A-D002-48C2-A966-C80AA8…)
No. 1152150
File: 1651100551722.png (164.85 KB, 344x611, IMG_5330.png)
>>1152103Ehhhh heheheheh eehhhh shut the fuck up
No. 1152154
>>1152142yes
it's number to god
No. 1152159
File: 1651100645097.jpeg (49.68 KB, 480x654, 4D282451-F527-4B73-BF74-E9C06C…)
I love my husband!
No. 1152161
File: 1651100652498.jpeg (376.01 KB, 694x535, 62F468CB-E60C-4DC0-BB75-280CF8…)
>>1152150are you the one who was looking for pictures of your husbando? if so I am glad you've found so many
No. 1152168
File: 1651100688634.png (247.15 KB, 550x350, 5F1D7E7D-A9A1-4680-9EC5-DCD41C…)
it's not too late to repent kaitlyn. acknowlege based joanne as your saviour
No. 1152171
>>1151984i hope she posted a husbando
>>1152136what the fuck? these kids really have no personality.
No. 1152173
File: 1651100707724.jpg (48.88 KB, 1024x586, 1648873263495m.jpg)
>>1152155This
nonny finna go pic related
No. 1152176
File: 1651100716906.gif (99.91 KB, 300x265, tyyyg664.gif)
No. 1152177
File: 1651100723643.png (79.13 KB, 250x319, krishna.png)
>>1152159let's go together, nona…
No. 1152178
File: 1651100741634.jpeg (91.85 KB, 750x819, B0A302C4-38A1-45D3-B804-96B4CC…)
>>1152144She’s just like me fr
No. 1152180
>>1151228What a waste of sperm cells this woman is. Female misogynists deserve to burn in hell.
>>1151247If she does it she better say we are transphobic husbando lovers and call it a day.
No. 1152183
>>1152140>aint parappa in third grade or sumthin lmao fucking weirdo>>1152148 is right. He has a driver's license, multiple jobs and even basic military training.
For a main character of a PlayStation game from the 90s. he's a pretty cool nigel. I'm sure him being a real manlet would also make him hate AGPs even more due to their oftentimes ridiculous height.
No. 1152186
File: 1651100794140.jpg (296.2 KB, 800x588, 1478133610338.jpg)
>>1152159>fusing Krishna>he gives me items when we win battles>says he gives me these items because I'm special to him and he loves meBest demon in the series idc what others want to say.
No. 1152187
>>1152141HOLY FUCK Kaitlyn is a fucking cow!!! we need more lmao
>>1152142omfg I'm very curious now. Someone in the US should do it
No. 1152188
File: 1651100806894.jpeg (207.04 KB, 795x1091, AC7548B1-61E6-4F28-81D0-F74B85…)
guys since we are all being autistic itt i thhink it’s time i admit i am an nctzen
No. 1152191
File: 1651100844020.jpeg (571.52 KB, 736x1424, CB74484F-F63F-472B-B851-F06D70…)
ogüou
No. 1152196
File: 1651100900739.png (439.98 KB, 676x747, 1604186690907.png)
No. 1152200
File: 1651100952088.png (1.62 MB, 1294x1820, tumblr.PNG)
her crystal cafe thread just got deleted
No. 1152202
File: 1651100969269.png (136.1 KB, 275x275, imagen_2022-04-27_180937397.pn…)
Kaitlyn? What a BECKY ass name that is.
No. 1152205
File: 1651100987545.jpg (34.51 KB, 540x283, 3567875334567.jpg)
>>1152197hope she includes some jodiposting
No. 1152206
File: 1651100991195.png (553.09 KB, 1005x1837, twitter.PNG)
No. 1152209
>>1152197She better screencap this
>>1152165 or I'll beat her ass
No. 1152212
>>1152190Fuck yeah
nonnie, I'd draw mine on the doodle baord too but I'm too shy…
No. 1152213
File: 1651101047868.png (1.05 MB, 2553x1594, linkedin 2.PNG)
reddit shilling
No. 1152215
File: 1651101057713.jpg (38.25 KB, 600x413, 437.jpg)
average femcel
No. 1152217
File: 1651101069088.jpg (82.17 KB, 800x554, us_navy_short_shorts.jpg)
u guys like short shorts
No. 1152224
File: 1651101127450.jpg (54.2 KB, 500x655, 257067aaa02957f59aae96c05cea6d…)
>>1152217Only when they're photshopped out in post.
No. 1152225
File: 1651101147673.jpeg (145.84 KB, 749x874, 006636A0-92B2-4F72-A735-0EB946…)
We need a theme made with men’s skulls, add their real names next to their Twitter handles, make sure they were killed by le ebil femsels
No. 1152227
File: 1651101152286.png (179.23 KB, 274x275, 1600198199640.png)
no
No. 1152232
File: 1651101215565.jpg (39.04 KB, 625x459, 1558674908137.jpg)
>>1152222oops sorry! wrong pic
No. 1152239
File: 1651101280970.jpeg (112.64 KB, 626x844, 6A9D51E7-DE0F-45DC-8957-F6E02E…)
>Tfw no feral bf
No. 1152243
>>1152237Thanks for the idea
nonny, going to do that right now.
No. 1152244
File: 1651101333949.png (186.76 KB, 481x505, ^U^.png)
UWUUUUUUUUUUU OWOOOOOOOOOOOOO SUGOI
No. 1152245
File: 1651101350446.gif (8.87 MB, 498x498, paul-dano-the-batman.gif)
danofags, it's our time to shine
No. 1152249
File: 1651101360250.png (233.69 KB, 582x510, peeepoo.png)
I don't think farmhands should delete this thread at all. I'm having fun, we're having fun, this might had become part of lolcow history by now. Also she's a snowflake for sure
No. 1152253
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No. 1152255
File: 1651101400146.jpg (44.02 KB, 736x727, dammnnnmnnn56565656.jpg)
my hormones go crazy today
what the fuck
No. 1152264
File: 1651101490756.jpg (Spoiler Image,35.25 KB, 413x612, 50a2428d24448f5f177ce0a316a1c1…)
>>1152217reeeeeeeee (spoilered for 3DPD)
No. 1152265
File: 1651101491134.jpeg (124.19 KB, 700x1000, D9F3C85A-0754-41F5-9186-42600A…)
Would you?
No. 1152270
File: 1651101542349.jpeg (72.92 KB, 677x900, 9F9A2FE3-4DAC-421B-87A9-51D9B1…)
Kaitlyn Tiffany be honest would you date me? y/n
No. 1152272
>>1152265nah
he would look better as a woman
No. 1152274
File: 1651101582382.jpg (92.55 KB, 736x1046, tumblr_9c5f91bb4517481af82b88a…)
>>1152105A fellow maskfag…she can be redeemed
No. 1152276
>>1152206TINFOIL what if they're posting her info everywhere to doxx her in protest?
>>1152203I'm 100% sure Kait will be oblivious and just go with whatever fits her narrative tbh.
No. 1152277
File: 1651101631232.gif (142.14 KB, 480x360, giphy (1).gif)
No. 1152280
File: 1651101646321.jpg (142.71 KB, 850x1402, sample_b95f1cd28826f2378000eff…)
bunnies
No. 1152282
File: 1651101681890.jpg (241.3 KB, 1080x1804, 1628108810490.jpg)
This has got to be fake but it's funny nonetheless kek
No. 1152283
File: 1651101686627.png (337.42 KB, 388x350, jodi.PNG)
Femcel? I prefer the term girl boss, bad bitch, and boss babe, thank you
No. 1152285
File: 1651101697787.jpg (185.92 KB, 700x1125, ea74ab89fcad149dae3949df99c5be…)
are you coming to their wedding nonny?
No. 1152286
>>1152231Eh reddit is a different ball game than image boards. Idk something about this has scrote written all over it.
>>1152276 this is probably the reality.
No. 1152291
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No. 1152292
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No. 1152293
File: 1651101783827.png (620.79 KB, 668x560, tiff.png)
her twitter is so weird
I wonder if she actually likes covering this sort of stuff or if she's being forced to take the crumbs from an editor
No. 1152296
File: 1651101820400.jpeg (59.37 KB, 615x697, 1630019204774.jpeg)
>>1152264The little bulge
No. 1152297
File: 1651101825521.jpeg (608.3 KB, 828x933, 1649200811567.jpeg)
I really enjoyed this thread
No. 1152299
File: 1651101838898.gif (1.91 MB, 177x300, 0D7AE4CB-D3CD-44DC-9D7E-4FD966…)
should i go therap
No. 1152302
>>1152200Is she really trying to discredit child trafficking? that's disturbing.
>>1152201She'll probably go with the idea that "femcels" want to fuck convicts and murderers and also fantasize about murdering men themselves, idk. She will ruin shit for everyone for sure
No. 1152304
File: 1651101877293.jpeg (46.61 KB, 576x1024, 1631226079236.jpeg)
this is the only femcel I'll accept
No. 1152306
File: 1651101896693.gif (2.61 MB, 350x267, 653A134E-CA5A-4831-A862-04133D…)
what's going on here?
No. 1152307
File: 1651101904071.png (31.09 KB, 720x695, 20220427_192341.png)
No. 1152308
File: 1651101907330.jpg (268.49 KB, 736x1102, 679f9190ddf523b0573cec26812cae…)
No. 1152311
File: 1651101935841.jpeg (134.79 KB, 750x1125, 29DE928C-785E-47AE-95DB-825CE9…)
>>1152292fellow woman of culture
No. 1152314
File: 1651102000251.jpg (Spoiler Image,68.01 KB, 540x488, tumblr_0b1941722d63afa3d04c401…)
>>1152310shes one of us omg based
No. 1152315
>>1152245You so
Fucking
Precious
When you
Smile
No. 1152317
File: 1651102015360.jpg (151.84 KB, 527x600, FaceApp_1651101884653.jpg)
Yes, I'm a femcel and I'd love to be interviewed by you, Kaitlyn.
No. 1152318
File: 1651102015099.gif (1.8 MB, 498x498, 7D74C5EE-3226-4CE3-BE96-EED12E…)
based kate revived lolcor
No. 1152319
File: 1651102017841.jpg (31.02 KB, 500x477, taggg.jpg)
No. 1152320
this thread is going so fast I'm just waiting for it to fill up so I can finally read what everyone posted kek
>>1152293wtf is this, is this in her likes? post more
No. 1152324
File: 1651102054871.jpg (Spoiler Image,130.47 KB, 666x1000, datasssszz.jpg)
look at my butt nonny teehee
No. 1152338
File: 1651102159057.jpg (Spoiler Image,149.07 KB, 1280x895, datttassss.jpg)
look at my ass nonny teehee uwu
No. 1152339
File: 1651102171624.jpeg (121.11 KB, 749x1096, 888A758C-BDE7-4ED9-9B3F-ED9F99…)
>>1152328LETS FUCKING GOOO
No. 1152341
File: 1651102197343.jpg (36.12 KB, 700x700, debe2769c97d771cfc85805dee6b18…)
>>1152326he's the main reason i played
No. 1152343
File: 1651102203322.jpg (Spoiler Image,39.96 KB, 540x484, 123567890'¡'09875.jpg)
i'm gonna be sad when this thread gets locked
No. 1152345
File: 1651102229696.gif (5.01 MB, 1024x682, 0A0F7A45-85EE-45E1-B99B-52193D…)
look at my ass nonny teehee uwu
No. 1152348
File: 1651102252993.jpeg (36.23 KB, 500x510, 24367803-162D-49BE-9D67-359296…)
kaitlyn x lolcow dot farm enemies to lovers slow burn, hurt/comfort
No. 1152351
File: 1651102262602.png (392.95 KB, 660x495, imagen_2022-04-27_183057916.pn…)
I keep it juicy juicy I keep it plump yeh
No. 1152353
File: 1651102302655.png (2.42 MB, 1050x1192, 162350.png)
No. 1152355
File: 1651102362332.jpeg (6.95 KB, 225x225, download.jpeg)
I just miss her a lot
No. 1152356
File: 1651102364680.jpeg (58.21 KB, 720x887, 3EC167BE-B349-490A-9E98-A7ECDC…)
Did anyone call her
No. 1152358
File: 1651102368885.jpg (206.61 KB, 1179x1280, Tumblr_l_39759687486593.jpg)
No. 1152359
File: 1651102378396.gif (2.43 MB, 498x249, e3c773e9c6b9dc75b006eac929b1a8…)
no troons allowed
No. 1152360
File: 1651102403159.jpg (Spoiler Image,278.11 KB, 800x1200, dattttassssssc.jpg)
very uwu butt nonny
No. 1152361
File: 1651102422102.png (1.18 MB, 936x1312, 7c4f649b0e6e04ac18280a3a1db82a…)
post more ass please
No. 1152362
File: 1651102423494.jpg (34.4 KB, 540x424, 1234567890'.jpg)
No. 1152368
File: 1651102462749.png (529.33 KB, 660x649, imagen_2022-04-27_183258966.pn…)
post gussy, gunt, and FROGG ASS
No. 1152369
File: 1651102485676.png (1.25 MB, 1557x1941, EqwSMGgUYAAnDFs.png)
>>1152339they wanna fuck each other so bad its stupid
No. 1152374
File: 1651102539178.png (17.48 KB, 670x162, meangirl.png)
>>1152320she's mostly liking other journalists so it isn't really weird but every now and then she likes something strange. Lolcow isn't exactly nice but this is a weird thing to like.
No. 1152378
File: 1651102582197.jpeg (156.14 KB, 1237x821, sem.jpeg)
i don't want to do coursework. i want to read and post in the journalist request thread as my laptop holds on for dear life
>>1152359riamu does not belong to males no matter how much they want her
No. 1152380
File: 1651102605939.png (351.31 KB, 512x384, 1470.png)
>>1151682Kaitlyn I hope you're reading this thread so I can tell you that you are such a fucking loser holy shit, get a real job
No. 1152381
File: 1651102624291.png (586.17 KB, 1170x1232, tumblr_83e306349e167767204b97f…)
i love him
No. 1152382
>>1152377me too
nonnie lets kiss
No. 1152383
File: 1651102630317.jpeg (130.69 KB, 749x622, 1CC555E1-83C1-4B0F-8FDB-B79D1B…)
>>1152369that’s kind of homosexual
No. 1152385
File: 1651102641273.png (2.55 MB, 1202x1154, 7635467436.png)
No. 1152386
File: 1651102643979.png (86.86 KB, 1300x1408, we posted too much nonnies.png)
We are posting so much the site is breaking down to pieces… keep on going nonas!
No. 1152387
File: 1651102658724.png (619.77 KB, 560x678, bennette shapiro.png)
yes I'm a femcel how did you know?
No. 1152388
File: 1651102659986.jpg (248.47 KB, 850x850, __sonic_the_hedgehog_and_travi…)
Postan husbando before thread gets locked
No. 1152394
File: 1651102706266.jpg (16.18 KB, 403x312, ghghghggj.jpg)
is kaitlyn still here?
No. 1152400
File: 1651102718363.jpg (89.48 KB, 1080x1035, 0qkvErU.jpg)
No. 1152401
File: 1651102746044.jpg (42.06 KB, 1000x1000, azdm004185f__90259_1800x1800.j…)
I see you, I validate you
No. 1152403
File: 1651102795350.png (60.86 KB, 275x275, 1644513783616.png)
>>1152384I would and will commit anorectal violence
No. 1152404
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No. 1152406
File: 1651102801985.png (629.13 KB, 620x877, Ewb7dhuXAAAuDLN.png)
>>1152388WTF THE GIRL WHO DREW THAT ALSO REALLY DREW MY HUSBANDO TOO?? BASED art BTW
No. 1152407
File: 1651102808546.png (278.23 KB, 790x757, truefemcel.png)
>yes I'm a femcel how did you know?
No. 1152410
File: 1651102832670.jpeg (Spoiler Image,349.27 KB, 850x1275, 426618D5-BC4E-4E81-97F5-502EE6…)
what do u fags think about mental ilnes
No. 1152412
File: 1651102858059.jpeg (135.23 KB, 828x827, 8AA7B6CA-F0C3-41A4-B87F-F63D80…)
huh
No. 1152423
File: 1651102934483.png (796.54 KB, 1200x675, 1645126400446.png)
>>1152412>she was the one who started the political brony warsOH NO NO NO NO NO NO
No. 1152426
File: 1651102953250.jpg (56.37 KB, 750x718, 20220425_214942.jpg)
NYAAAAAAAA!
No. 1152427
It was all fun and games until I became obsessed with a celebrity. And that celebrity, without meaning, destroyed my life. In irony, in projection, in filth and in futility, the rumors amassed into one large hulking pile of dirt and grime, then crushed me under its weight. To be a stan is to be a cancerous, pathetic loser who sits around denying, to be awoken is the ability to hold yourself weightless above the grand canyon of nothingness and accept there is no future, celebrities are scum, and you value them for the surface level things you see. at its core, celebrity is falsehood and projection with extra marketing and a team behind it, anyone can be a celebrity, but those who want to be must pay with their souls and sanity. to idolize a celebrity is to idolize a human who has relinquished their humanity to fine dust for the product and profit. but if you were ever a stan, there's still a part of you that loves them so, cherishes them, wants to touch the texture of their skin beyond pictures. the power vested in me frees my concern from the restraint of celebrity, only to be further imprisoned by it. what's identity without longing after all
kaitlyn please put me in your fucking writeup
No. 1152432
File: 1651102989207.jpeg (251.65 KB, 750x900, A63762C9-57C8-458F-B627-8A7020…)
I want Ponyo’s dad to fuck me raw and to cum in my pussy as he talks about scientific shit.
No. 1152433
File: 1651103000470.jpg (760.4 KB, 1000x1242, FC3XaI9aIAAo7Xn.jpg)
>>1152383fortunately its not gay if u say no homo first
No. 1152434
File: 1651103017081.png (1.73 MB, 1208x1204, 126687543567.png)
No. 1152435
File: 1651103032290.png (21.13 KB, 666x195, rids.png)
Is Kaitlyn a Riddler nona?
No. 1152442
File: 1651103086371.jpg (277.69 KB, 891x982, SmartSelect_20220426-214013_Fi…)
I'm so fucking upset nonas my little sister cleaned out the fridge the other day which I appreciated but she threw away my newly bought baby cheeses WHY WHY WHY
No. 1152444
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No. 1152449
File: 1651103120289.jpeg (71.59 KB, 749x964, 33B45A24-8B20-439A-832B-F5DD47…)
nonas do i kill myself yes or no
No. 1152454
File: 1651103162876.png (378.9 KB, 464x488, EmrJ9tNVcAIhVzB.png)
mmmm..melon…
No. 1152459
File: 1651103170862.png (15.16 KB, 662x104, battinson.png)
>>1152435well she certainly saw The Batman
(As everyone should)
No. 1152462
File: 1651103202677.jpg (28.08 KB, 450x499, 1648740290854.jpg)
No. 1152466
File: 1651103211923.png (323.38 KB, 500x500, imagen_2022-04-27_183904144.pn…)
hello! my name is Elsie StacyMaxx, and I'm a reporter at LOLCOR covering online community / internet culture. I am working on a story about the rise of the term "based terf" aiming to differentiate from the ironic use of the word that has become popular on Twitter/Tiktok/in forum spaces etc., and its use by women who actually identify as based terfs. If any members of this community are open to discussing (from either / any perspective), I would love to hear your thoughts/experiences. Can be anonymous, and I'm happy to discuss any other boundaries or answer any questions you might have about me/LOLCOR/the story pre-interview.
My contact info:
No. 1152468
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>>1152442tell her she owes you cheese or you'll throw away her medicine when she's 70
No. 1152471
File: 1651103256792.png (772.45 KB, 750x696, unknown (4).png)
i am unironically going to miss this thread when its over
No. 1152474
File: 1651103270783.gif (307.11 KB, 600x974, fb2.gif)
OOOOOOOOOOOO(USER HAS BEEN PUT OUT TO PASTURE)
No. 1152477
File: 1651103299462.jpg (242.65 KB, 469x469, tumblr_llh8q6UkL91qcjvd3o1_500…)
the end is near
No. 1152479
File: 1651103306587.jpg (56.56 KB, 564x947, 56f9f607f89b57c13880e557da0689…)
would you sit
No. 1152480
File: 1651103325266.jpg (1.37 MB, 1728x1993, lcgoodending.jpg)
No. 1152481
File: 1651103335590.jpg (78.79 KB, 494x598, 1578083715530.jpg)
>>1152474moid tier meme, get out
No. 1152486
File: 1651103376691.png (2.92 MB, 1012x1564, illust_63238173_20201024_22482…)
its over
No. 1152492
File: 1651103421246.jpg (85.28 KB, 600x793, saucy.jpg)
I had the time of my life
No. 1152497
File: 1651103438377.png (98.87 KB, 540x476, 34356789.png)
im gonna miss you nonnies
No. 1152498
File: 1651103451545.jpeg (25.29 KB, 204x441, 4C03AA27-00FF-40B9-9629-439856…)
hope you have a nice amount of material for a writeup, k!
No. 1152503
File: 1651103497173.jpeg (Spoiler Image,276.29 KB, 850x1593, 3C490DD0-1A7C-4E5F-B03B-AF7271…)
DON’T BE SAD ITS OVER BE GLAD IT HAPPENED
No. 1152504
File: 1651103517077.png (13.53 KB, 462x367, ohnonny.png)
No. 1152505
File: 1651103530397.jpg (98.36 KB, 1152x1556, 20220423_175708.jpg)
I genuinely enjoyed my time with you nonnies thanks for the ride
No. 1152507
File: 1651103539777.jpg (137.04 KB, 872x894, LinkInStorm.jpg)
>>1152489she gonna write about husbandofags
No. 1152508
I know, I know I've let you down
I've been a fool to myself
I thought that I could live for no one else
But now, through all the hurt and pain
It's time for me to respect
The ones you love mean more than anything
So, with sadness in my heart
Feel the best thing I could do
Is end it all and leave forever
What's done is done, it feels so bad
What once was happy now is sad
I'll never love again
My world is ending
I wish that I could turn back time
'Cause now the guilt is all mine
Can't live without the trust from those you love
I know we can't forget the past
You can't forget love and pride
Because of that, it's killing me inside
It all returns to nothing
It all comes tumbling down
Tumbling down, tumbling down
It all returns to nothing
I just keep letting me down
Letting me down, letting me down
In my heart of hearts
I know that I could never love again
I've lost everything, everything
Everything that matters to me matters in this world
I wish that I could turn back time
'Cause now the guilt is all mine
Can't live without the trust from those you love
I know we can't forget the past
You can't forget love and pride
Because of that, it's killing me inside
It all returns to nothing
It just keeps tumbling down
Tumbling down, tumbling down
It all returns to nothing
I just keep letting me down
Letting me down, letting me down
It all returns to nothing
It just keeps tumbling down
Tumbling down, tumbling down
It all returns to nothing
I just keep letting me down
Letting me down, letting me down
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Tumbling down
Tumbling down
Tumbling down
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Letting me down
Letting me down
Letting me down
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Tumbling down
Tumbling down
Tumbling down
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Letting me down
Letting me down
Letting me down
No. 1152510
Hello Kaitlyn I'm a femcel and this is something I wrote about my worldview as a femcel, I hope it works for your article
The ultimate evil behind sexuality is the human male. They are the main instigators of sex. They control which women get it and which women don’t. Men are flawed creatures, and my mistreatment at their hands has made me realize this sad truth. There is something very twisted and wrong with the way their brains are wired. They think like beasts, and in truth, they are beasts. Men are incapable of having morals or thinking rationally. They are completely controlled by their depraved emotions and vile sexual impulses. Because of this, the women who do get to experience the pleasures of sex and the privilege of breeding are the women who men are sexually attracted to… the stupid, degenerate, obnoxious women. I have observed this all my life. The most handsome of men choose to mate with the
most cowish of women, instead of based ladies like myself. Men should not have the right to choose who to mate and breed with. That decision should be made for them by rational women of intelligence. If men continue to have rights, they will only hinder the advancement of the human race by breeding with degenerate women and creating stupid, degenerate offspring. This will cause humanity to become even more depraved with each generation. Men have more power in human society than they deserve, all because of sex. There is no creature more evil and depraved than the human male. Men are like a plague. They don’t deserve to have any rights. Their wickedness must be contained in order prevent future generations from falling to degeneracy. Men are vicious, evil, barbaric animals, and they need to be treated as such.
In fully realizing these truths about the world, I have created the ultimate and perfect ideology of how a fair and pure world would work. In an ideal world, sexuality would not exist. It must be outlawed. In a world without sex, humanity will be pure and civilized. Women will grow up healthily, without having to worry about such a barbaric act. All women will grow up fair and equal, because no woman will be able to experience the pleasures of sex while others are denied it. The human race will evolve to an entirely new level of civilization, completely devoid of all the impurity and degeneracy that exists today. In order to completely abolish sex, men themselves would have to be abolished. All men must be quarantined like the plague they are, so that they can be used in a manner that actually benefits a civilized society. In order to carry this out, there must exist a new and powerful type of government, under the control of one divine ruler, such as myself. The ruler that establishes this new order would have complete control over every aspect of society, in order to direct it towards a good and pure place. At the disposal of this government, there needs to be a highly trained army of fanatically loyal troops, in order to enforce such revolutionary laws.
The first strike against men will be to quarantine all of them in concentration camps. At these camps, the vast majority of the male population will be deliberately starved to death. That would be an efficient and fitting way to kill them all off. I would take great pleasure and satisfaction in condemning every single man on earth to starve to death. I would have an enormous tower built just for myself, where I can oversee the entire concentration camp and gleefully watch them all die. If I can’t have them, no one will, I’d imagine thinking to myself as I oversee this. Men represent everything that is unfair with this world, and in order to make the world a fair place, they must all be eradicated. A few men would be spared, however, for the sake of reproduction. These men would be kept and used to breed with in secret labs. There, sperm samples will be collected in order to produce offspring through artificial insemination. Their depraved nature will slowly be bred out of them in time. Future generations of women would be oblivious to these remaining men's existence, and that is for the best. If a woman grows up without knowing of the existence of men, there will be no desire for sex.
Sexuality will completely cease to exist. Love will cease to exist. There will no longer be any imprint of such concepts in the human psyche. It is the only way to purify the world. In such a pure world, the woman’s mind can develop to greater heights than ever before. Future generations will live their lives free of having to worry about the barbarity of sex and men, which will enable them to expand their intelligence and advance the human race to a state of perfect civilization. It is such a shameful pity that my ideal world cannot be created. I realized long ago that there is no way I could possibly rise to such a level of power in my lifetime, with the way the world is now. Such a thing will never become a reality for me, but it did give me something to fantasize about as I burned with hatred towards all men for rejecting me throughout the years. This whole viewpoint and ideology of abolishing sex stems from being deprived of it all my life. If I cannot have it, I will do everything I can to DESTROY IT.
No. 1152511
File: 1651103549702.png (1.37 MB, 3500x2160, 1636676404358.png)
>>1152373ur right and you should say it
No. 1152514
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>>1152504just like old times
No. 1152517
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love nonnies
hate trannies
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One last husbandopost before thread is locked.
I'll miss you all nonas, glad to have made history. Also, thread compilation screenshot post where and when?
No. 1152519
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FUCK
No. 1152520
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Goodbye nonas
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>>1152479it seems to be that this space is already occupied
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Thank you Kaitlyn, Very Cool!
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It's time.
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No. 1152529
Life in this society being, at best, an utter bore and no aspect of society being at all relevant to women, there remains to civic-minded, responsible, thrill-seeking females only to overthrow the government, eliminate the money system, institute complete automation and destroy the male sex.
It is now technically feasible to reproduce without the aid of males (or, for that matter, females) and to produce only females. We must begin immediately to do so. Retaining the male has not even the dubious purpose of reproduction. The male is a biological accident: the Y (male) gene is an incomplete X (female) gene, that is, it has an incomplete set of chromosomes. In other words, the male is an incomplete female, a walking abortion, aborted at the gene stage. To be male is to be deficient, emotionally limited; maleness is a deficiency disease and males are emotional cripples.
The male is completely egocentric, trapped inside himself, incapable of empathizing or identifying with others, or love, friendship, affection of tenderness. He is a completely isolated unit, incapable of rapport with anyone. His responses are entirely visceral, not cerebral; his intelligence is a mere tool in the services of his drives and needs; he is incapable of mental passion, mental interaction; he can't relate to anything other than his own physical sensations. He is a half-dead, unresponsive lump, incapable of giving or receiving pleasure or happiness; consequently, he is at best an utter bore, an inoffensive blob, since only those capable of absorption in others can be charming. He is trapped in a twilight zone halfway between humans and apes, and is far worse off than the apes because, unlike the apes, he is capable of a large array of negative feelings – hate, jealousy, contempt, disgust, guilt, shame, doubt – and moreover, he is aware of what he is and what he isn't.
Although completely physical, the male is unfit even for stud service. Even assuming mechanical proficiency, which few men have, he is, first of all, incapable of zestfully, lustfully, tearing off a piece, but instead is eaten up with guilt, shame, fear and insecurity, feelings rooted in male nature, which the most enlightened training can only minimize; second, the physical feeling he attains is next to nothing; and third, he is not empathizing with his partner, but is obsessed with how he's doing, turning in an A performance, doing a good plumbing job. To call a man an animal is to flatter him; he's a machine, a walking dildo. It's often said that men use women. Use them for what? Surely not pleasure.
Eaten up with guilt, shame, fears and insecurities and obtaining, if he's lucky, a barely perceptible physical feeling, the male is, nonetheless, obsessed with screwing; he'll swim through a river of snot, wade nostril-deep through a mile of vomit, if he thinks there'll be a friendly pussy awaiting him. He'll screw a woman he despises, any snaggle-toothed hag, and furthermore, pay for the opportunity. Why? Relieving physical tension isn't the answer, as masturbation suffices for that. It's not ego satisfaction; that doesn't explain screwing corpses and babies.
Completely egocentric, unable to relate, empathize or identify, and filled with a vast, pervasive, diffuse sexuality, the male is pyschically passive. He hates his passivity, so he projects it onto women, defines the make as active, then sets out to prove that he is (`prove that he is a Man'). His main means of attempting to prove it is screwing (Big Man with a Big Dick tearing off a Big Piece). Since he's attempting to prove an error, he must `prove' it again and again. Screwing, then, is a desperate compulsive, attempt to prove he's not passive, not a woman; but he is passive and does want to be a woman.
Being an incomplete female, the male spends his life attempting to complete himself, to become female. He attempts to do this by constantly seeking out, fraternizing with and trying to live through an fuse with the female, and by claiming as his own all female characteristics – emotional strength and independence, forcefulness, dynamism, decisiveness, coolness, objectivity, assertiveness, courage, integrity, vitality, intensity, depth of character, grooviness, etc – and projecting onto women all male traits – vanity, frivolity, triviality, weakness, etc. It should be said, though, that the male has one glaring area of superiority over the female – public relations. (He has done a brilliant job of convincing millions of women that men are women and women are men). The male claim that females find fulfillment through motherhood and sexuality reflects what males think they'd find fulfilling if they were female.
Women, in other words, don't have penis envy; men have pussy envy. When the male accepts his passivity, defines himself as a woman (males as well as females think men are women and women are men), and becomes a transvestite he loses his desire to screw (or to do anything else, for that matter; he fulfills himself as a drag queen) and gets his dick chopped off. He then achieves a continuous diffuse sexual feeling from `being a woman'. Screwing is, for a man, a defense against his desire to be female. He is responsible for:
War: The male's normal compensation for not being female, namely, getting his Big Gun off, is grossly inadequate, as he can get it off only a very limited number of times; so he gets it off on a really massive scale, and proves to the entire world that he's a `Man'. Since he has no compassion or ability to empathize or identify, proving his manhood is worth an endless amount of mutilation and suffering and an endless number of lives, including his own – his own life being worthless, he would rather go out in a blaze of glory than to plod grimly on for fifty more years.
Niceness, Politeness, and `Dignity': Every man, deep down, knows he's a worthless piece of shit. Overwhelmed by a sense of animalism and deeply ashamed of it; wanting, not to express himself, but to hide from others his total physicality, total egocentricity, the hate and contempt he feels for other men, and to hide from himself the hate and contempt he suspects other men feel for him; having a crudely constructed nervous system that is easily upset by the least display of emotion or feeling, the male tries to enforce a `social' code that ensures perfect blandness, unsullied by the slightest trace or feeling or upsetting opinion. He uses terms like `copulate', `sexual congress', `have relations with' (to men sexual relations is a redundancy), overlaid with stilted manners; the suit on the chimp.
Money, Marriage and Prostitution, Work and Prevention of an Automated Society: There is no human reason for money or for anyone to work more than two or three hours a week at the very most. All non-creative jobs (practically all jobs now being done) could have been automated long ago, and in a moneyless society everyone can have as much of the best of everything as she wants. But there are non-human, male reasons for wanting to maintain the money system:
1. Pussy. Despising his highly inadequate self, overcome with intense anxiety and a deep, profound loneliness when by his empty self, desperate to attach himself to any female in dim hopes of completing himself, in the mystical belief that by touching gold he'll turn to gold, the male craves the continuous companionship of women. The company of the lowest female is preferable to his own or that of other men, who serve only to remind him of his repulsiveness. But females, unless very young or very sick, must be coerced or bribed into male company.
2. Supply the non-relating male with the delusion of usefulness, and enable him to try to justify his existence by digging holes and then filling them up. Leisure time horrifies the male, who will have nothing to do but contemplate his grotesque self. Unable to relate or to love, the male must work. Females crave absorbing, emotionally satisfying, meaningful activity, but lacking the opportunity or ability for this, they prefer to idle and waste away their time in ways of their own choosing – sleeping, shopping, bowling, shooting pool, playing cards and other games, breeding, reading, walking around, daydreaming, eating, playing with themselves, popping pills, going to the movies, getting analyzed, traveling, raising dogs and cats, lolling about on the beach, swimming, watching TV, listening to music, decorating their houses, gardening, sewing, nightclubbing, dancing, visiting, `improving their minds' (taking courses), and absorbing `culture' (lectures, plays, concerts, `arty' movies). Therefore, many females would, even assuming complete economic equality between the sexes, prefer living with males or peddling their asses on the street, thus having most of their time for themselves, to spending many hours of their days doing boring, stultifying, non-creative work for someone else, functioning as less than animals, as machines, or, at best – if able to get a `good' job – co-managing the shitpile. What will liberate women, therefore, from male control is the total elimination of the money-work system, not the attainment of economic equality with men within it.
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bye kate
No. 1152532
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FAREWELL
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me at kate
No. 1152541
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 the front of the 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 the front of the 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)
Job Lister:
I'm sorry, the Krelman just closed out.
(Takes Adam's hat off)
Job Lister:
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)
Adam:
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)
Adam:
Barry!
Pollen Jock #1:
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)
Adam:
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?
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 Lo 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 Jocks:
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)
Barry:
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.
(Barry and the Pollen jock fly over the field, the pollen jock sprinkles pollen as he goes)
Pollen Jock #1:
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 the car:
There's a bee in the car! Do something!
Dad driving the car: I'm driving!
Baby Girl:
(Waving at Barry) Hi, bee.
(Barry smiles and waves at the baby girl)
Guy in the back of the car: He's back here! He's going to sting me!
Girl in the 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 the 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 the 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)
Barry:
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)
Barry:
Can't fly in rain.
(A second rain drop hits Barry again and he spirals downwards)
Barry:
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:
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)
Ken:
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)
Barry:
What was that?
(Barry keeps trying to fly out the window but he keeps being knocked back because the window is closed)
Barry:
Maybe this time. This time. This time. This time! This time! This…Drapes!
(Barry taps the glass. He doesn't understand what it is)
Barry:
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)
Ken:
…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)
Barry:
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)
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Doggerino puppo big boi hecking pupper doggo doggers pup.
No. 1152546
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GOODBYE AND REMEMBER
No. 1152548
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)
Barry:
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)
Hector:
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)
Hector:
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)
Hector:
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)
Mooseblood:
Why does everything have to be so doggone clean?! How much do you people need to see?!
(Bangs on windshield)
Mooseblood:
Open your eyes! Stick your head out the window!
Radio in the 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 the truck: Like what?
Truck Driver:
Like tiny screaming.
Guy in the 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:
We're all jammed in. It's a close community.
Mooseblood:
Not us, man. We on our own. Every mosquito on his own.
Barry:
What if you get in trouble?
Mooseblood:
You a mosquito, you in trouble. Nobody likes us. They just smack. See a mosquito, smack, smack!
Barry:
At least you're out in the world. You must meet girls.
Mooseblood:
Mosquito girls try to trade up, get with a moth, dragonfly. Mosquito girl don't want no mosquito.
(An ambulance passes by and it has a blood donation sign on it)
Mooseblood:
You got to be kidding me! Mooseblood's about to leave the building! So long, bee!
(Mooseblood leaves and flies onto the window of the ambulance where there are other mosquito's hanging out)
Mooseblood:
Hey, guys!
Another Mosquito: Mooseblood!
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)
Barry:
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 the apartment: Yeah. It doesn't last too long.
Barry:
Do you know you're in a fake hive with fake walls?
Bee in the apartment: 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)
Barry:
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)
Barry:
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:
Good evening. I'm Bob Bumble.
Jeanette:
And I'm Jeanette Chung.
Bob:
A tri-county bee, Barry Benson, intends to sue the human race for stealing our honey, packaging it and profiting from it illegally!
Jeanette:
Tomorrow night on Bee Larry King, we'll have three former queens here in our studio, discussing their new book, Classy Ladies, out this week on Hexagon.
(The scene changes to an interview on the news with Bee version of Larry King and Barry)
Bee Larry King:
Tonight we're talking to Barry Benson. Did you ever think, "I'm a kid from the hive. I can't do this"?
Barry:
Bees have never been afraid to change the world. What about Bee Columbus? Bee Gandhi? Bejesus?
Bee Larry King:
Where I'm from, we'd never sue humans. We were thinking of stickball or candy stores.
Barry:
How old are you?
Bee Larry King:
The bee community is supporting you in this case, which will be the trial of the bee century.
Barry:
You know, they have a Larry King in the human world too.
Bee Larry King:
It's a common name. Next week…
Barry:
He looks like you and has a show and suspenders and colored dots…
Bee Larry King:
Next week…
Barry:
Glasses, quotes on the bottom from the guest even though you just heard 'em.
Bee Larry King:
Bear Week next week! They're scary, hairy and here, live.
(Bee Larry King gets annoyed and flies away offscreen)
Barry:
Always leans forward, pointy shoulders, squinty eyes, very Jewish.
(Flash forward in time. We see Vanessa enter and Ken enters behind her. They are arguing)
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 Bumbleton:
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!
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GOODBYE NONAS SEE YOU ON THE OTHER SIDE
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im sensing this thread is about to be closed nonnies
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FAREWELL NONAS IT WAS FUN WHILE IT LASTED
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Husband pos
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>>1152535Drain gang Parappa, indeed. I have over 1.5k Parappas on my PC, and that's the solo fanart folder alone.
I guess picrel is just a Parappa compilation.
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It’s been fun nonnies
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rip in pieces
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