Sting. Stang. Stung.
Today, I was stung by a bee.
My hand is swollen. Itchy. Painful. Unforgettable.
It reminds me of an old saying by Muhammad Ali:
“Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee. The hands can’t hit what the eyes can’t see.”
That tiny bee crawls up from a hole in the ground and takes aim at my hand and BAM! I’m stung by a bee! Didn’t see it coming! Couldn’t hit it!
Yep! I was stung by a bee today.
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