For those that know me well, I would like to frame the following scene.
There I was with John minding my own business not hurting anyone reclining on a grassy hill sipping my cup of gas station coffee when a black wasp decided it was a good idea to fly between my cup and chest to land on my crotch …
… needless to say I don’t have any coffee anymore …
I did not get stung but I am quite awake now.