Our friends Kevin and Janice were telling us how you can catch a bumble bee, put him in the freezer, tie a string around him, thaw him out, and fly your bumble-bee-on-a-string around the room.
Peter: How long to do you keep him in the freezer?
Janice: Until he’s in a coma—cold but not dead.
While I was trying to think of something to say, my husband beat me to the punch (or shall we say nectar) with…
Peter: Oh, until he’s in a honeycomba.
Janice found this very persuasive when I emailed her about linking to her blog:
“If I link to it, people can find your blog without bumbling around, which would bee pretty stingking great. The bugosphere will be buzzing tomorrow, and honey, you’ll be pollen in comb-ents all day.”