You open the door and immediately the sweet smell of honey comes from the room. Inside is a bright glowing tree. It hums with light.

 

And as you step closer you see that the tree’s sap is the golden color of honey.

 

To satisfy your curiosity, you reach out and scoop some off, bring it to your mouth and take a taste.

 

The moment the sweetness burst over your tongue you hear them, but it's already too late.

 

Hey, Chuck, do you know how some bees kill a wasp?

 

Basically, Chuck, they heat the fucker up, trapping the wasp in a cocoon of bees--buzzing and vibrating, rubbing against each other to create heat... Guess what, Chuck... You were the wasp 

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