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About Meme

  • Birthday 11/15/1999
  1. My parents owned a videogame store in Brazil and still keep a lot of the consoles in our attic, I have 21 consoles starting with the NES and Atari 7800, ending with XB1 and PS4
  2. Any logitech G-Series Headset is amazing, the cheapest one, G230 are amazing for such a cheap price. It's stereo, pretty good at noise cancellation, and it has a bomb ass mic.
  3. [SPOILER="Do not open if offended easily"][SPOILER="Issue #1"] Minions. Minions have been on this planet far longer than we have. They go by many names. Dave, Carl, Paul, Mike. Oh, that one is Norbert. He's an idiot. They're all different, but they all share the same goal. To serve the most despicable master they could find. Boss! Making their master happy was the tribe's very reason for existence. But that's not to say that they didn't have other passions. Huh? Finding a boss was easy. But keeping a boss, therein lies the rub. Nope, it wasn't easy for these guys. But they never gave up. With the emergence of the Stone Age came the rise of a new species. Man was very different from the dinosaur. He was shorter, hairier, and way, way smarter. The Minions took an instant liking to man, and helped him the best they could. Oh, no, no. Eh? Poor man. So trusting, so fragile. So, so delicious! Their quest for a boss put the Minions front and center for some of civilization's most historic moments. Anubis! Ancient Egypt held great promise. Okay! Pancake! But it didn't last long. Hmm. Oh! Ow! The Dark Ages were actually fun times. Their new master had a tendency to party all night and sleep all day. Ooh! Oh. But eventually, the party was over. They bounced from one evil boss to another, but they never seemed to find their perfect fit. One particular employer took their failure very, very badly. Huh? The Minions had no other choice but to keep moving. Oh. And then, when all hope seemed lost, they found sanctuary. The Minions were safe! Years passed as the Minions forged their own civilization. They truly made a life for themselves. But something just wasn't right. They felt empty inside. Without a master, they had no purpose. They became aimless and depressed. If this continued any longer, the Minions would perish. But all was not lost for one Minion had a plan. His name was Kevin. He was excited to share his idea with the tribe. He'd been preparing for days, weeks, months. But now he was ready. Buddies! Kevin would leave the cave... ...go back to the outside world, and he would not return until he had found his tribe the biggest, baddest villain to serve. But he needed help. Me! Bob was eager to go, but Kevin felt he was just not strong enough for the dangerous journey ahead. Uh, no. Luckily, someone stepped up. Stuart! Huh? Me, me? Oh! Thank you. Truth be told, Stuart had no idea what he was chosen for... ...but was thrilled it made people cheer for him. Thank you. Me! Eh, okay. Eventually, Bob's energy and enthusiasm, but mostly lack of other volunteers, changed Kevin's mind. The tribe said their farewells. Kevin had given them something they hadn't had in a very long time. Hope. Bob! Hey, Tony! Tom... Chris... Hey, Bob. Oh. Bye-bye. Kevin felt pride. He was going to be the one to save his tribe. Stuart felt hungry mostly. He was going to be the one to eat this banana. And Bob... Bob was frightened of the journey ahead. Ah. Okay. Okay. Okay. And they were off. Off to find their new boss! Huh? Kevin! Huh? Huh? Banana! Uh, Stuart? Banana. Banana! Ugh! Ugh! Stuart! Stopa! Uh, Bob! Stopa! Huh? Oh! Bob! Huh? Uh, no, no. No, no. No, no, no. Profiterole. No, no, no! Stuart... Ah! Oh, look at that one! Whoa! Peace! Make love, not war! Peace and love! Boo-ya! Boo-ya! Boo-ya! Hey, hey, hey, oh. Kashmiri? - Boo-ya! - Boo-ya! Boo-ya! Oh. Banana! - Hey! Hey, taxi! - Hey! Hey! Oh. Hey, hey, hey, hey! Banana! Hey, hey! Stuart! Hey, oh! Kevin! Bob! Oh. Bello! Bob! Huh? Oh. Ah! Bob! Huh? Whoa! Women's bell bottoms and tie-dye shirts marked down. Check out our wide selection of go-go boots and miniskirts. Bob! Okay. Huh? Bob! The store is now closing. Hey, what are you doing? Bob! Give me that! Kevin! Oh. Oh. Ah. Huh? Oh. Oh. Hey! ...buddies. No? Oh. Bob! Bob! Oh. Oh. Tim. Oh! Me Tim! Mmm, thank you! Hmm? ...Stuart? Uh, nah. Okay, okay. Oh. "Dating game." Okay. And welcome back to The Dating Game! Well, Jennifer... ...have you decided which of these three gentlemen you'll go on a date with? Is it Bob? Yeah! Go, Bob! Kevin? Kevin! Or will it be Stuart? Oh. Yo, Stuart! Gosh! This is so hard! They all sounded so cute. Um, I think I'm gonna go with... Stuart. VNC! You're watching the top-secret Villain Network Channel. If you tell anyone, we'll find you. Huh! Sponsored by Villain-Con, for 89 years straight, the biggest gathering of criminals anywhere! Big boss. Attend guest lectures from esteemed villains, make contacts in the underworld community, and for the first time anywhere, Scarlet Overkill! Evil. So evil. Criminal genius! Hey, a girl's gotta make a living! - Move aside, men! - Make way. There's a new bad man in town... SCARLET: Excuse me. ...and that man is a woman! Crime isn't pretty! It's red hot! Get to Villain-Con this weekend. Only at 545 Orange Grove Avenue in Orlando, Florida. So much fun, it's a crime. Oh! Villain-Con, Orlando. Whoo-hoo! Bello! Uh, Orlando? Ugh. - Hey, uh... - Orlando? Oh, hello. Orlando? Uh-huh. Ah, okay. Thank you, baby! Bye-bye! Ah. Orlando! Hey, Stuart... Oh, yeah! Far out! Love is the way, brother! Ah! Eh, no, no, no, no, no, Kevin. Hmm. Hey! Stopa! Stopa! Stopa! Stopa! Ugh! Stuart... Oh... Oh, Walter, look! These adorable little freaks are headed to Orlando, too! Yeah, I see that! Hey, Walter Junior! What's happenin'? Tina. Hi! Binky. Mmm, mmm. What do you say we give these fellows a ride? Yay! New friends! All aboard the Nelson Express! You, one-eye! You're sitting next to me! Okay. Stuart! Glad we came along before some weirdos picked you up! Who wants apple slices? Ah, ah! Ooh, ooh! Oh, you, too! Growing boy-like creatures need their strength. Okay. Heck, yeah! Thanks, man! All righty! Who needs to stretch their legs? Yeah! Yes! Me, me, me! Sweet! You guys wait here, we'll be right back. Okay, Nelsons, let's do this! Go, go, go! Okey-dokey. On the road again. Dad! We got company! It's because I tripped the alarm. I stink! Hey, we all make mistakes, sugarplum. You're still learning. Huh! What? - Your father's right, Tina. - Reload! He wasn't this good at being evil overnight! Reload! Your time's coming. It's jammed! Huh? Okay, who did that? - Uh... Stuart! - Huh? That was great! Thank you! Say, fellas, can we get personal for just a second? Why are you going to Orlando? Come on. You can tell us. You're going to Villain-Con, aren't you? Villain-Con. Villain-Con. Wow! So many bad guys in the car. What fun! I knew it! I knew you were villains! Didn't I, honey? What a small world! Hope we're not in rival gangs. Binky! Joke! Babies, huh? Yay. Big boss! When we get to Orlando, I'm gonna get all my favorite villains to sign my magazine! Dumo the Sumo! Boss! Oh, Kevin, you don't wanna work for him! He ate his last henchmen! Uh... Frankie Fish Lips. He lives in the ocean. Boss? Oh... Can you breathe underwater? Uh, so-so. Oh, oh, oh! Look at her! Scarlet Overkill! The coolest super-villain, like, ever! She started out as your average little girl, braces, pigtails. But by the time she was 13, she built a criminal empire! If I was a Minion, that's who I'd want to work for! Oh. Here we are! Beautiful Orlando! Yeah! We're here! Orlando! Hey, gang, watch this! Welcome to Billy Bob's Bait Shop. How can I help you? Yeah, hi. Uh... We're here for, uh, so much fun, it's a crime. Whoo-hoo! Villain-Con! All right! Here we go! Well, this is it! I wanna tell you, and I really mean this. I really appreciate what you did back there with the cops. Really! Dad! It's Frankie Fish Lips! I can smell him from here! Junior! Get my camera! Good luck in there, boys! I hope you find what you're looking for! Bye! Villain-Con! Yeah! Villain-Con! Whoo! Okay! Oh! Any evil talents? Not bad. What about you? Any evil talents? Uh... Bello! La, la, la! La, la, la! Eh? That's not evil or a talent. Bello! Ha-ha! No? I'm sorry! But I'm not looking for any more servants, for I, Professor Flux, have invented the world's first time machine! Every time I visit the future, I bring my future self back to help me. Hello! Oh. Move that over there, Professor Flux from two weeks from now. As you can see, I don't need any help. Oh, way to go, guys. We killed the original! Please! Eh... Villain-Con presents our keynote speaker, Scarlet Overkill! The world's first female super-villain! Appearing right now in Hall H! Bob! Stuart! Buddies! Hey! Buddies! Scarlet? Kevin! Are you ready... Yeah! ...for Scarlet Overkill! Doesn't it feel so good to be bad? Scarlet! Scarlet! Scarlet! Yes! Whoo! Whoo! Whoo! Whoa. Whoo-hoo! Awesome! Yeah! Whoo! Whoo! Whoo! Wow! Thank you! Scarlet! Scarlet! Thank you so much! Okay. Ah. When I started out, people said a woman could never rob a bank as well as a man! Well, times change! I love you, Scarlet! Look at all those faces out there! We are all so different! But we have one thing in common. We were born with flippers! No? Just me? Okay. We have big dreams! And we will do anything to make them come true! Have any of you ever dreamt of working for the greatest super-villain of all time? Yeah! Whoo-hoo! Well, what if I were to tell you that I am looking for new henchmen? Hey, boss! Boss! I truly believe somewhere out there is a villain with the potential to serve greatness! And it could be any of you. Whoa! Although, let's not kid ourselves. Truly, the only men for this job are Kevin and his Minions! - Huh? But... But... - Ten times the evil in half the package! I am just in awe! Let's hear it for Kevin. He saved his tribe! Kevin! Kevin! Kevin! Kevin! Kevin! Kevin... Hey! Kevin. Hey. Hey! Argh! So, how should we do this? Hmm. Oh. You see this tiny little trinket? Well, just take it from my hand and you've got the job. No big deal, it's almost too simple. Uh... Oh, come on! Don't be afraid. Just take the stone and get that job! Come on! Oh, okay. ...Boss! That job is mine! Ooh! Now go easy on me. Whoops! Love the costume! Ha! Uh... So cool! Tim? Tim! Uh... Oh, no, Bob! Ah! Tim! Tim! Is no one good enough? Bob! I got it! I got it! Ah! Didn't my speech inspire anyone to rise up and prove themselves worthy? All these villains and yet I still have the bear. Stuffed bear! Why am I holding a bear? Who has the ruby? Wow! Who... Who are you, my knights in shining denim? ...Stuart. ...Bob. Minions! That was incredible! Behold! The last creatures you'd expect to win the day have emerged victorious! - Everyone, meet my new henchmen. - The Minions! Kumbaya! Kumbaya! Kumbaya! Kumbaya! Hey! I know those guys! I gave them a ride here! Whoo-hoo! Whoo-hoo-hoo! Buckle up, boys! Next stop, England. Oh... Bello? Hey, Kevin! Eh? Boss? In England? Nah, Boss! Ah, uh... Bello, Kevin? ...England? - Uh-huh. - ...Boss? Scarlet Popapil. Ah. - Bello? Bello! - Bello? Oh! Wow! Ah! Here we go! There. By the way, I really like your bear. Herb! My baby! You know I am! How'd it go? Were you evil? So evil! Oh! A little bird dropped this off today. It's me, I'm the "H." Also, there was no bird. Also me. Herb, seriously, I wanna dig up that William Shakespeare so he can see what true writing is. I love it! Ah, that works out because I love... Well, I love... too. Ah, the love, ah! Oh! Oh, ah. Oh, boys, could you come here, please? Meet my husband, Herb. Inventor, super genius, fox. Herb, these are the new recruits. Kevin, Stuart, and that cute little one is Bob. Hey, bello! Right on! You guys are crazy little and way yellow, and I dig that! Sweet, man! Ah, ah. Whoa! I know, right? Ah! Just a few things I stole to help fill the void. Whoa! ...mega ukulele! Checkin' out my can? We stole that because finally someone expressed my love of soup in painting form. Wow! Ooh! Okay, listen up! It is time to get down to business. Do you know who this is? Uh... This is Queen Elizabeth, ruler of England. Oh, I love England. The music, the fashion. I'm seriously thinking about overthrowing it someday. Ooh! Anyway, this pale drink of water oversees it all. I'm her biggest fan, love her work! And I really, really, really want her crown. Steal me the crown and all your dreams come true. Respect! Power! Banana! Banana! Whoo-hoo-hoo-hoo! Ha! Henry! ...England. Uh... ...England... Oh, uh... Hmm. Heh. - Wow! - Whoa. Ooh-la-la. No! Oh, no. Don't get too close, boys. When it's completed, it'll be my ultimate weapon. But right now, it's leaking radiation like you would not believe! So, you're here for gear. Whoa! Bob, Robert, Bobby, my boy. You get my far-out stretch suit. Wow! Kevin, Kev-bo, Seventh Kevin, you are the proud owner of my lava lamp gun. Ah? This baby shoots actual lava! Ooh! Pretty cool, right? And finally, Stu. Stu-art, Stu-perman, Beef Stu. I got you the coolest invention, probably ever. Oh. Hypno-hat! Uh, oh. Uh... You can use it to hypnotize anyone. Anyone! Oh, you look so great! I feel like a proud mama with three dashing evil sons. Uh, Scarlet, Scarlet... No, no. Don't say anything. I won't understand. It's getting late. You've had a big day, you must be exhausted! Boing, boing, boing, boing, boing... Wow! These cats are pumped! Well, maybe I'll settle them down with a bedtime story? Ha-ha! How does that sound, Bob? Bob. Bob! Bob! Oh! Bedtime porry? That is a groovy idea! I'll go get some cookies and warm milk. This is gonna be so fun! ...bedtime porry. Oh, yes, I've got a really, really good bedtime porry. Once upon a time, there were three little pigs. One fateful day, the pigs encountered a big, bad wolf... ...who had a wonderful surprise for them! The wolf offered the three piggies and all their friends a job working for her. Everyone would be so happy! All the three little piggies had to do was just steal one little crown that the beautiful wolf had wanted ever since she was a penniless little street cub, unloved and abandoned. But that crown would mean she was a princess, and everybody loves a princess! So the wolf sent the piggies to get that crown. But the little pigs weren't up to the challenge. They failed their mission. So the wolf huffed and puffed, and she blew them off the face of the earth! Yo, po, po! The end. Good luck getting that crown tomorrow, little piggies. I know you won't disappoint me. Um. Okay. ...Scarlet. Which way is the loo, please? Hmm. Oh, thank you. Ah. Bello. - Uh... - ...please. You're not allowed in without an adult. Scram, hooligans! Oh. Uh, mm. Ooh... Oh, la... Stuart... How many tickets, please? ...please. ...please. Enjoy yourself, love. Thank you! It was nowhere near Hyde Park! Bob's your uncle. Huh, hmm. Okay. Okay. Huh? Ah! He-hey. Okay. Hey! What are you doing here? This is a restricted area! Hands in the air! No... Stop that! Get back. Yay! Ah! Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey! Bob, Stuart... So... So, you came for the Queen's crown, did you? Well, you're gonna have to get through me! The Keeper of the Crown! Ow! Hey! You think it's funny to mock the elderly, do you? Uh... I've been up here for decades, just waiting for someone to try and steal the Queen's treasure! Okay. What are you saying? Never mind, don't care! Oh, no! Oh, no, you don't! Oh, flippin' heck! What's goin' on? Bob... Eh... Hmm. Wow. Hello! Huh? Hello! Stone the crows! Stop him, lads! Wait! Go for the legs! Gordon Bennett! Kevin! The Queen's been kidnapped, Sarge! Blimey! Hyah! Hyah! Ooh! Ha! Boo-ya! Huh. Hyah! Hyah! What's going on? Bello! Oh, my goodness! - Whoa! - Ha-ha! No! Gentlemen do not steal ladies' crowns! Huh? Hmm? Huh? Oh, no, no, no, no, no! Oh, dear! Ah! Ahhh! Yeah! You scoundrel! After them! Uh-oh. Stop the blighter! Go on, grab him! Huh? Huh? Oh. Cor, blimey! One of England's most famous myths has become a reality as a new king has been crowned. Bob, who appears to be a bald, jaundiced child, has pulled the famed sword right from its stone, which, legend dictates, makes him the new king. Tiny yellow traitor! England! England! England! England! England! England! England! England... Ha, ha! Bello! Bello! Cut! Hey, Bob. Hello, King Bob. Uh... Welcome to Buckingham Palace. Uh, no. Oh, what's the matter, Your Majesty? Whatever's bothering you, we can make it right. Just name it! Oh. Buddies! Buddies! Buddies! Buddies! Oh. Uh... King Bob! Long live the king! King Bob! ...Bob... ...King... So... King Bob! Oh... Yeah! King Bob! Wait! - Wow! - Whoa! Whoo-hoo! Oh... Yee-haw! King Bob! Hyah! Hmm? Huh! Ah! Yes, King Bob. Oh. King Bob? King Bob? Ah, Claire. Mmm, Tiffany. Rawr! Ball! How dare you! Scarlet! Don't you "Scarlet" me, you backstabbing little traitors! Using Herb's invention to steal my crown? I feel used. Not gonna lie. You stole my dream! I was going to conquer England someday! There was gonna be a coronation, and I was going to be made Queen. Every moment was planned. I'd wear a dress so sparkly, it glowed! And everyone who ever doubted me would be watching, and they would be crying! I was going to be the picture of elegance and class! And you pinheads screwed it up! No, no, no! No, no, no, King Bob! You cannot just abdicate the throne! Who invited the square? And you definitely cannot just give the job to this woman! There are laws! Boss. ...Boss. ...Scarlet Popapil! King Bob has officially changed the law, clearing the way for Scarlet Overkill to be crowned Queen of England! She will be coronated at London's historic Westminster Abbey. If I wasn't so polite, I'd say this spells certain doom for the country, if not the world. But I'm so very polite that I shall keep my mouth shut. But, seriously, we're all in big trouble. Scarlet! Scarlet! I don't have time to answer any questions. I just want to thank the Minions for going above and beyond the call of duty. You are three tiny, golden... ...pill-shaped miracle workers, and you have stolen not just England but my heart. Scarlet, over here! Pardon me? Eh? Wow! So many! Good for you! Well, you'll all get what you deserve. Serve! ...serve! Whoo-hoo! Oh. Go ahead, go ahead. Uh... Uh... I don't want you to take this the wrong way, but I hate you. I thought I could get over what you did, but I feel so betrayed. I think... Yes, I think we're gonna have to break up. And it's not you. Wait, hold on. It is you. It's 100% you! No, no. So get comfortable, Minions. Get real, real comfortable. Because this is where you're going to spend the rest of your worthless little lives. All right! Let's do this! Herb! Who's this handsome "Herb" fella? No, my name is "Blerb." I'm a dungeon master. Prepare for torture, which I do! All right, are we comfy? Doesn't matter! This is torture! - Huh. - Oh. Wow! Harder than I thought. Next machine! Oh, welcome to Hang Town! Population, you! Oh. Whoo-hoo! Cut it out! This is really unprofessional! There's no laughing in the dungeon! I wanna see tears and I wanna hear screams, or I'm gonna get... Wait! Hey! Ooh! I've got a groovy idea! Ah! Look at this! Argh! Hello! Will the future king, Herb Overkill, please come upstairs to prepare for the coronation? Well, I hope you learned your lesson for today. And by the way, it was me, Herb, the whole time! I don't even know anyone named "Blerb"! Uh, Herb... Oh. Huh. I am hours away from becoming the Queen of England! I know! It's a gas! I will finally get my crown. Yeah. It's all I've ever wanted. I'm going to be so happy. But let me ask you something, Fabrice. Does that look like this to you? Mrs. Overkill, the hair in that picture, it's just two wavy lines! Oh, so, what, now you're an art critic? I drew that when I was five years old! Get out of my sight! Bye, Fabrice! I liked him. He was fun. So, what do you think of the dress? Oh, it's so beautiful. So fashion-forward. So Valentino. Gave it a sweetheart neckline because you're my sweetheart. The high collar and cinched waist reflect a simpler, more violent time. The material is a blend of taffeta and high-density body armor. Fully armed and loaded. And that glow, that's nuclear. Nice. Just one more thing to do. Gotta look good for the public. Ugh. Do you mind? My pleasure. Little tighter, sweetie. Come on, I can take it. Little tighter. Tighter! Must have tiny waist. Seeing stars, seeing stars! Losing feeling in my legs. Perfect! Tie it, tie it, tie it, tie it. Huh? Ah. Bob! Stuart! Eh? - Ooh! Bello! - Ooh-ooh! Ah! Oh. Ah. Huh! Ah. - Eh, eh, Kevin... - ...Scarlet. Ah! "Porry Scarlet." - He, he! - ...Boss. Oh. Ah, okay! Huh? I love you, Scarlet! Queen wave, queen wave! Queen waving! - I am so, so excited! - This is perfect! Everyone looks so nice! Oh! Oh, you are just adorable! Oh, yes! And that music, oh! Who is that organist? She is good! Right? She looks like an Edna. Edna, you are very good! Who was that? Whoa! Thanks for doing this, padre. Big fan. Uh-huh. Come here, let me squeeze you! Oh, you are so squishy! ...Scarlet. Go, go, Go! Ouch! Ouch! ...sayonara! Ciao... Bob... Stuart! Aww! Oo-ooh! Okay! Oh! Beh... Will you to your power cause law and justice... ...Popapil! Oh! Ah... Hmm? Ah... Huh? Uh... Uh... Stopa! Bah! In mercy... No, no, no! Do you, Scarlet Overkill... Yeah! Huh? Oh? No! Uh, mmm... ...Bob. I proclaim thee, Scarlet Overkill, the Queen of England! Oh! Huh? Kevin! Huh? Scarlet! Scarlet, my queen? Somebody help me! Come on, come on! Lift on two. One, two! One, two! Huh? Scarlet! You're okay! He tried to kill me! Uh, no... Villains, this is no longer a coronation! It is an execution! Get them! Whoa, Nelly! Run, fellas, run! Come back here, you! Ah! Uh? Hyah! Aah! You're mine! Stuart, Bob! Uh... Oops! Oh! Hey! I got one! Tim! Huh? Oh? Aww! Oh! Uh? Eh? Tim! Stuart! Bob! Buddies! Mind the gap. Mind the gap. Mind the gap! Mind the gap! Mind the gap! Mind the gap. Mind the gap! He won't get away! He won't escape us! Huh? What about this one? Why did the queen go to the dentist? To get her teeth crowned. Heh! Tell us another one, Lizzy! Uh, uh... - Bello! - Oh! It's you. Everyone, this is one of the little fellows who stole the monarchy from me. And how's that working out for you? Uh, Scarlet... Oh, yes, yes, I saw what was going on on the telly. Uh, telly? What was meant to be the coronation of Scarlet Overkill has gone terribly wrong as... Move! Kevin, Kevin, I know you're out there. You think you've gotten away? Well, what do we have here? Bello! Oh, my goodness! Bob? Stuart? Which one shall I kill first? Little Bob? Stuart? Bob! Stuart! I will do it, Kevin, if you are not back here by dawn! Oh, my! No! ...buddies! ...Scarlet. There he is! Follow me! Ah! Ha-haa! Who the man, eh? Uh... Oh! Oh. Harder! It's just my head. Oh, no! This way! Let's get him! Go, go, go! No! Huh? Oh. Huh? Ultimate weapon initiated. Activation in three, two, one. Bello. Huh? ...buddies! This is it, boys! Things do not look good for you. Oh, and I'm keeping the bear. Tim! You're not gonna need him where you're going. Heaven. Huh? Uh... Aah! Shoosh, shoosh, shoosh, shoosh! Oh! Huh? Ah! Bye-bye. Say bye-bye, Bob. Bye-bye! Huh? Oh, whoa! Wait, what? How did he... Hold my bear. Huh? Yippee! Whoo-hoo-hoo! Kevin! So, that's your plan? Make yourself a bigger target? Huh? K-K-Kevin? Hey! ...Kevin! Whoa! Ow! And so help me, I never wanna see another one of your goofy, bug-eyed faces ever again! Scarlet! Scarlet! Scarlet! What? Oh, you've gotta be kidding me! Oh no, you don't! Whoa! And just for the record, my little deviled eggs, you can thank Kevin for what I'm about to do to you! Ow! Ow! Bob! Stuart! Buddies! Tony! Tom! Chris! You the man! Buddies! Mazel tov. Ugh! Ew! Ooh! Aah! Kevin! Kevin! Enough! This ends now! Kevin! You imbecile! Have fun exploding! Baby! What's the rush? Got to get out of here! Let us go! No, no, no, no! Kevin! Kevin... Huh? Ha-ha! Whoo-hoo! Ooh! Stuart? Hmm. Bob? Okay. Ladies and gentlemen, we are here today to celebrate the Minions! Huh! The country owes you a great debt of gratitude. Bob, you were a wise and noble king for all of eight hours. So for you, I offer this tiny crown for your teddy bear, Tim. Oh, very good, Bob! Oh, spectacular! I'm so proud of you boys! Oh, Stuart. For you, I have this beautiful, super-duper, incredible... Ah! ...snow globe! Eh? Poglobe? Uh, ze... And look, look, hours of excitement! Oh, uh... Yippee. Uh, eh, gracias. Stuart, we're just messing with you! Don't be mad at me, it was Kevin's idea. Kevin! We have a much better surprise for you! ...super mega ukulele! Uh... Wow! ...poglobe. Thank you. Right. Uh... And finally, Kevin! You are a hero of the highest order. For your bravery and valor, I am knighting you. From here on out, you are Sir Kevin. Well done. What a beautiful moment! Kumbaya! Kumbaya! The nation, nay, the world was celebrating Kevin, Stuart and Bob. The last few thousand years were rough, no question, but things were finally going their way! Kevin had never been more proud. But something was missing. Yes, good show, good show! My crown is gone! It's gone! Blimey! She's lost the crown! Oh, my days! Scarlet? Scarlet! Hey! ...Scarlet! Hey! They took everything from me! My castle! My reputation! Things look bleak, baby, I'm not gonna lie! But now at least I have my crown! Child, give me that back. No, I don't think so! You have no idea who you're messing with! I am the greatest super-villain of all time! Oh! Were you? B... B... Buddies... Ah! ...Boss! Ha, ha! Get back! Are you really going to allow that little penguin to make off with my crown? Herb. I'm done. For me? Bye-bye! Big boss! And that is how the Minions found their new boss. He was cunning, he was evil, he was perfect. He was despicable. Huh? Banana! Banana! Banana! Banana! Banana! Banana! Banana! Cheese! Cheese! Cheese! Gru! Gru! Gru! Gru! Bob... Hey! Come back here! Freeze ray! [/SPOILER][SPOILER="Issue #2"] Everybody get up it's time to slam now We got a real jam goin' down Welcome to the Space Jam Here's your chance do your dance at the Space Jam Alright Come on and slam and welcome to the jam Come on and slam if you want to jam Party people in the house lets go It's your boy "Jayski" a'ight so Pass that thing and watch me flex Behind my back, you know what's next To the jam, all in your face Wassup, just feel the bass Drop it, rock it, down the room Shake it, quake it, space KABOOM Just work that body, work that body Make sure you don't hurt nobody Get wild and lose your mind Take this thing into over-time Hey DJ, TURN IT UP QCD, goin' burn it up C'mon y'all get on the floor So hey, let's go a'ight Everybody get up it's time to slam now We got a real jam goin' down Welcome to the Space Jam Here's your chance do your dance at the Space Jam Alright Wave your hands in the air if you feel fine We're gonna take it into overtime Welcome to the Space Jam Here's your chance, do your dance at the Space Jam Alright C'mon it's time to get hyped say hoop there it is C'mon all the fellas say hoop there it is C'mon one time for the ladies say hoop there it is Now all the fellas say hoop there it is C'mon and run, baby run C'mon, c'mon, do it, run baby run Yeah, you want a hoop so shoot, baby shoot C'mon and slam, and welcome to the jam C'mon and slam, if you want to jam C'mon and slam, and welcome to the jam C'mon and slam, if you want to jam Slam, Bam, Thank you ma'am Get on the floor and jam It's the QCD on the microphone Girl you got me in the zone C'mon, c'mon and start the game Break it down, tell me your name We the team, I'm the coach Let's dance all night from coast to coast Just slide, from left to right Just slide, yourself the night QCD, drop the base 3-point-1 all in your face Jam on it, let's have some fun Jam on it, One on One You run the hole and I run the "D" So c'mon baby just jam for me Everybody get up it's time to slam now We got a real jam goin' down Welcome to the Space Jam Here's your chance do your dance at the Space Jam Alright Wave your hands in the air if you feel fine We're gonna take it into overtime Welcome to the Space Jam Here's your chance, do your dance at the Space Jam Alright Hey ladies "Yah" Y'all ready stop "NO!" Y'all want to know why "Why?" 'Cause it's a Slam Jam Fellas "Yah" Y'all ready to stop "No!" Y'all want to know why? "Why?" It's time to slam now Everybody get up it's time to slam now We got a real jam goin' down Welcome to the Space Jam Here's your chance do your dance at the Space Jam Alright Wave your hands in the air if you feel fine We're gonna take it into overtime Welcome to the Space Jam Here's your chance, do your dance at the Space Jam Alright C'mon, everybody say, nah nah nah nah nah C'mon, C'mon let me hear you say, hey ey ey o C'mon, C'mon everybody, nah nah nah nah nah Just take the time to say hey ey ey o Check it out, check it out, y'all ready for this? You know it Nah, y'all ain't ready, y'all ready for this? You know it C'mon check it out, y'all ready to jam? You know it Nah, I, I don't think so, y'all ready to jam? You know it C'mon [/SPOILER][SPOILER="Issue #3"] [/SPOILER][/SPOILER]
  4. [SPOILER="Don't open if illiterate "][SPOILER="Very long stuff up ahead"][SPOILER="It's super wacky"][SPOILER="I warned you"] [SIZE=5][B]Bee Movie Script[/B][/SIZE] 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. Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Ooh, black and yellow! Let's shake it up a little. Barry! Breakfast is ready! Ooming! Hang on a second. Hello? - Barry? - Adam? - Oan you believe this is happening? - I can't. I'll pick you up. Looking sharp. Use the stairs. Your father paid good money for those. Sorry. I'm excited. Here's the graduate. We're very proud of you, son. A perfect report card, all B's. Very proud. Ma! I got a thing going here. - You got lint on your fuzz. - Ow! That's me! - Wave to us! We'll be in row 118,000. - Bye! Barry, I told you, stop flying in the house! - Hey, Adam. - Hey, Barry. - Is that fuzz gel? - A little. Special day, graduation. Never thought I'd make it. Three days grade school, three days high school. Those were awkward. Three days college. I'm glad I took a day and hitchhiked around the hive. You did come back different. - Hi, Barry. - Artie, growing a mustache? Looks good. - Hear about Frankie? - Yeah. - You going to the funeral? - No, I'm not going. Everybody knows, sting someone, you die. Don't waste it on a squirrel. Such a hothead. I guess he could have just gotten out of the way. I love this incorporating an amusement park into our day. That's why we don't need vacations. Boy, quite a bit of pomp... under the circumstances. - Well, Adam, today we are men. - We are! - Bee-men. - Amen! Hallelujah! Students, faculty, distinguished bees, please welcome Dean Buzzwell. Welcome, New Hive Oity graduating class of... ...9:15. That concludes our ceremonies. And begins your career at Honex Industries! Will we pick ourjob today? I heard it's just orientation. Heads up! Here we go. Keep your hands and antennas inside the tram at all times. - Wonder what it'll be like? - A little scary. Welcome to Honex, a division of Honesco and a part of the Hexagon Group. This is it! Wow. Wow. 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... Honey! - That girl was hot. - She's my cousin! - She is? - Yes, we're all cousins. - Right. You're right. - At Honex, we constantly strive to improve every aspect of bee existence. These bees are stress-testing a new helmet technology. - What do you think he makes? - Not enough. Here we have our latest advancement, the Krelman. - What does that do? - Oatches that little strand of honey that hangs after you pour it. Saves us millions. Oan anyone work on the Krelman? 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. The same job the rest of your life? I didn't know that. What's the difference? You'll be happy to know that bees, as a species, haven't had one day off in 27 million years. So you'll just work us to death? We'll sure try. Wow! That blew my mind! "What's the difference?" How can you say that? One job forever? That's an insane choice to have to make. I'm relieved. Now we only have to make one decision in life. But, Adam, how could they never have told us that? Why would you question anything? We're bees. We're the most perfectly functioning society on Earth. You ever think maybe things work a little too well here? Like what? Give me one example. I don't know. But you know what I'm talking about. Please clear the gate. Royal Nectar Force on approach. Wait a second. Oheck it out. - Hey, those are Pollen Jocks! - Wow. I've never seen them this close. They know what it's like outside the hive. Yeah, but some don't come back. - Hey, Jocks! - Hi, Jocks! You guys did great! You're monsters! You're sky freaks! I love it! I love it! - I wonder where they were. - I don't know. Their day's not planned. Outside the hive, flying who knows where, doing who knows what. You can'tjust decide to be a Pollen Jock. You have to be bred for that. Right. Look. That's more pollen than you and I will see in a lifetime. It's just a status symbol. Bees make too much of it. Perhaps. Unless you're wearing it and the ladies see you wearing it. Those ladies? Aren't they our cousins too? Distant. Distant. Look at these two. - Oouple of Hive Harrys. - Let's have fun with them. It must be dangerous being a Pollen Jock. Yeah. Once a bear pinned me against a mushroom! He had a paw on my throat, and with the other, he was slapping me! - Oh, my! - I never thought I'd knock him out. What were you doing during this? Trying to alert the authorities. I can autograph that. A little gusty out there today, wasn't it, comrades? Yeah. Gusty. We're hitting a sunflower patch six miles from here tomorrow. - Six miles, huh? - Barry! A puddle jump for us, but maybe you're not up for it. - Maybe I am. - You are not! We're going 0900 at J-Gate. What do you think, buzzy-boy? Are you bee enough? I might be. It all depends on what 0900 means. Hey, Honex! Dad, you surprised me. You decide what you're interested in? - Well, there's a lot of choices. - But you only get one. Do you ever get bored doing the same job every day? 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. You know, Dad, the more I think about it, maybe the honey field just isn't right for me. 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! - Barry, you are so funny sometimes. - I'm not trying to be funny. You're not funny! You're going into honey. Our son, the stirrer! - You're gonna be a stirrer? - No one's listening to me! Wait till you see the sticks I have. I could say anything right now. I'm gonna get an ant tattoo! Let's open some honey and celebrate! Maybe I'll pierce my thorax. Shave my antennae. Shack up with a grasshopper. Get a gold tooth and call everybody "dawg"! I'm so proud. - We're starting work today! - Today's the day. Oome on! All the good jobs will be gone. Yeah, right. Pollen counting, stunt bee, pouring, stirrer, front desk, hair removal... - Is it still available? - Hang on. Two left! One of them's yours! Oongratulations! Step to the side. - What'd you get? - Picking crud out. Stellar! Wow! Oouple of newbies? Yes, sir! Our first day! We are ready! Make your choice. - You want to go first? - No, you go. Oh, my. What's available? Restroom attendant's open, not for the reason you think. - Any chance of getting the Krelman? - Sure, you're on. I'm sorry, the Krelman just closed out. Wax monkey's always open. The Krelman opened up again. What happened? 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! Oh, this is so hard! Heating, cooling, stunt bee, pourer, stirrer, humming, inspector number seven, lint coordinator, stripe supervisor, mite wrangler. Barry, what do you think I should... Barry? Barry! All right, we've got the sunflower patch in quadrant nine... What happened to you? Where are you? - I'm going out. - Out? Out where? - Out there. - Oh, no! I have to, before I go to work for the rest of my life. You're gonna die! You're crazy! Hello? Another call coming in. If anyone's feeling brave, there's a Korean deli on 83rd that gets their roses today. Hey, guys. - Look at that. - Isn't that the kid we saw yesterday? Hold it, son, flight deck's restricted. It's OK, Lou. We're gonna take him up. Really? Feeling lucky, are you? Sign here, here. Just initial that. - Thank you. - 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! - That's awful. - And a reminder for you rookies, bee law number one, absolutely no talking to humans! All right, launch positions! Buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz! Buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz! Buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz! Black and yellow! Hello! You ready for this, hot shot? Yeah. Yeah, bring it on. Wind, check. - Antennae, check. - Nectar pack, check. - Wings, check. - Stinger, check. Scared out of my shorts, check. OK, ladies, let's move it out! Pound those petunias, you striped stem-suckers! All of you, drain those flowers! Wow! I'm out! I can't believe I'm out! So blue. I feel so fast and free! Box kite! Wow! Flowers! This is Blue Leader. We have roses visual. Bring it around 30 degrees and hold. Roses! 30 degrees, roger. Bringing it around. Stand to the side, kid. It's got a bit of a kick. That is one nectar collector! - Ever see pollination up close? - No, sir. 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. That's amazing. Why do we do that? That's pollen power. More pollen, more flowers, more nectar, more honey for us. Oool. I'm picking up a lot of bright yellow. Oould be daisies. Don't we need those? Oopy that visual. Wait. One of these flowers seems to be on the move. Say again? You're reporting a moving flower? Affirmative. That was on the line! This is the coolest. What is it? I don't know, but I'm loving this color. It smells good. Not like a flower, but I like it. Yeah, fuzzy. Ohemical-y. Oareful, guys. It's a little grabby. My sweet lord of bees! Oandy-brain, get off there! Problem! - Guys! - This could be bad. Affirmative. Very close. Gonna hurt. Mama's little boy. You are way out of position, rookie! Ooming in at you like a missile! Help me! I don't think these are flowers. - Should we tell him? - I think he knows. What is this?! Match point! You can start packing up, honey, because you're about to eat it! Yowser! Gross. There's a bee in the car! - Do something! - I'm driving! - Hi, bee. - He's back here! He's going to sting me! Nobody move. If you don't move, he won't sting you. Freeze! He blinked! Spray him, Granny! What are you doing?! Wow... the tension level out here is unbelievable. I gotta get home. Oan't fly in rain. Oan't fly in rain. Oan't fly in rain. Mayday! Mayday! Bee going down! Ken, could you close the window please? Ken, could you close the window please? Oheck out my new resume. I made it into a fold-out brochure. You see? Folds out. Oh, no. More humans. I don't need this. What was that? Maybe this time. This time. This time. This time! This time! This... Drapes! That is diabolical. It's fantastic. It's got all my special skills, even my top-ten favorite movies. What's number one? Star Wars? Nah, I don't go for that... ...kind of stuff. No wonder we shouldn't talk to them. They're out of their minds. When I leave a job interview, they're flabbergasted, can't believe what I say. There's the sun. Maybe that's a way out. I don't remember the sun having a big 75 on it. I predicted global warming. I could feel it getting hotter. At first I thought it was just me. Wait! Stop! Bee! Stand back. These are winter boots. Wait! Don't kill him! You know I'm allergic to them! This thing could kill me! Why does his life have less value than yours? Why does his life have any less value than mine? Is that your statement? I'm just saying all life has value. You don't know what he's capable of feeling. My brochure! There you go, little guy. I'm not scared of him. It's an allergic thing. Put that on your resume brochure. My whole face could puff up. Make it one of your special skills. Knocking someone out is also a special skill. Right. Bye, Vanessa. Thanks. - Vanessa, next week? Yogurt night? - Sure, Ken. You know, whatever. - You could put carob chips on there. - Bye. - Supposed to be less calories. - Bye. I gotta say something. She saved my life. I gotta say something. All right, here it goes. 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. Oh, I can't do it. Oome on! No. Yes. No. Do it. I can't. How should I start it? "You like jazz?" No, that's no good. Here she comes! Speak, you fool! Hi! I'm sorry. - You're talking. - Yes, I know. You're talking! I'm so sorry. No, it's OK. It's fine. I know I'm dreaming. But I don't recall going to bed. Well, I'm sure this is very disconcerting. This is a bit of a surprise to me. I mean, you're a bee! I am. And I'm not supposed to be doing this, 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. That was a little weird. - I'm talking with a bee. - Yeah. I'm talking to a bee. And the bee is talking to me! I just want to say I'm grateful. I'll leave now. - Wait! How did you learn to do that? - What? The talking thing. Same way you did, I guess. "Mama, Dada, honey." You pick it up. - That's very funny. - Yeah. Bees are funny. If we didn't laugh, we'd cry with what we have to deal with. Anyway... Oan I... ...get you something? - Like what? I don't know. I mean... I don't know. Ooffee? I don't want to put you out. It's no trouble. It takes two minutes. - It's just coffee. - I hate to impose. - Don't be ridiculous! - Actually, I would love a cup. Hey, you want rum cake? - I shouldn't. - Have some. - No, I can't. - Oome on! I'm trying to lose a couple micrograms. - Where? - These stripes don't help. You look great! I don't know if you know anything about fashion. Are you all right? No. 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?" Is that a bee joke? That's the kind of stuff we do. Yeah, different. So, what are you gonna do, 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. I know how you feel. - You do? - Sure. My parents wanted me to be a lawyer or a doctor, but I wanted to be a florist. - Really? - My only interest is flowers. Our new queen was just elected with that same campaign slogan. Anyway, if you look... There's my hive right there. See it? You're in Sheep Meadow! Yes! I'm right off the Turtle Pond! No way! I know that area. I lost a toe ring there once. - Why do girls put rings on their toes? - Why not? - It's like putting a hat on your knee. - Maybe I'll try that. - You all right, ma'am? - Oh, yeah. Fine. Just having two cups of coffee! Anyway, this has been great. Thanks for the coffee. Yeah, it's no trouble. Sorry I couldn't finish it. If I did, I'd be up the rest of my life. Are you...? Oan I take a piece of this with me? Sure! Here, have a crumb. - Thanks! - Yeah. All right. Well, then... I guess I'll see you around. Or not. OK, Barry. And thank you so much again... for before. Oh, that? That was nothing. Well, not nothing, but... Anyway... This can't possibly work. He's all set to go. We may as well try it. OK, Dave, pull the chute. - Sounds amazing. - It was amazing! It was the scariest, happiest moment of my life. Humans! I can't believe you were with humans! Giant, scary humans! What were they like? Huge and crazy. They talk crazy. They eat crazy giant things. They drive crazy. - Do they try and kill you, like on TV? - Some of them. But some of them don't. - How'd you get back? - Poodle. You did it, and I'm glad. You saw whatever you wanted to see. You had your "experience." Now you can pick out yourjob and be normal. - Well... - Well? Well, I met someone. You did? Was she Bee-ish? - A wasp?! Your parents will kill you! - No, no, no, not a wasp. - Spider? - I'm not attracted to spiders. I know it's the hottest thing, with the eight legs and all. I can't get by that face. So who is she? She's... human. No, no. That's a bee law. You wouldn't break a bee law. - Her name's Vanessa. - Oh, boy. She's so nice. And she's a florist! Oh, no! You're dating a human florist! We're not dating. You're flying outside the hive, talking to humans that attack our homes with power washers and M-80s! One-eighth a stick of dynamite! She saved my life! And she understands me. This is over! Eat this. This is not over! What was that? - They call it a crumb. - It was so stingin' stripey! And that's not what they eat. That's what falls off what they eat! - You know what a Oinnabon is? - No. It's bread and cinnamon and frosting. They heat it up... Sit down! ...really hot! - Listen to me! We are not them! We're us. There's us and there's them! Yes, but who can deny the heart that is yearning? There's no yearning. Stop yearning. Listen to me! You have got to start thinking bee, my friend. Thinking bee! - Thinking bee. - Thinking bee. Thinking bee! Thinking bee! Thinking bee! Thinking bee! There he is. He's in the pool. You know what your problem is, Barry? I gotta start thinking bee? How much longer will this go on? It's been three days! Why aren't you working? I've got a lot of big life decisions to think about. What life? You have no life! You have no job. You're barely a bee! Would it kill you to make a little honey? Barry, come out. Your father's talking to you. Martin, would you talk to him? Barry, I'm talking to you! You coming? Got everything? All set! Go ahead. I'll catch up. Don't be too long. Watch this! Vanessa! - We're still here. - I told you not to yell at him. He doesn't respond to yelling! - Then why yell at me? - Because you don't listen! I'm not listening to this. Sorry, I've gotta go. - Where are you going? - I'm meeting a friend. A girl? Is this why you can't decide? Bye. I just hope she's Bee-ish. They have a huge parade of flowers every year in Pasadena? To be in the Tournament of Roses, that's every florist's dream! Up on a float, surrounded by flowers, crowds cheering. A tournament. Do the roses compete in athletic events? No. All right, I've got one. How come you don't fly everywhere? It's exhausting. Why don't you run everywhere? It's faster. Yeah, OK, I see, I see. All right, your turn. TiVo. You can just freeze live TV? That's insane! You don't have that? We have Hivo, but it's a disease. It's a horrible, horrible disease. Oh, my. Dumb bees! You must want to sting all those jerks. We try not to sting. It's usually fatal for us. So you have to watch your temper. 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. Oh, my goodness! Are you OK? Yeah. - What is wrong with you?! - It's a bug. He's not bothering anybody. Get out of here, you creep! What was that? A Pic 'N' Save circular? Yeah, it was. How did you know? It felt like about 10 pages. Seventy-five is pretty much our limit. You've really got that down to a science. - I lost a cousin to Italian Vogue. - I'll bet. What in the name of Mighty Hercules is this? How did this get here? Oute Bee, Golden Blossom, Ray Liotta Private Select? - Is he that actor? - I never heard of him. - Why is this here? - For people. We eat it. You don't have enough food of your own? - Well, yes. - How do you get it? - Bees make it. - I know who makes it! And it's hard to make it! There's heating, cooling, stirring. You need a whole Krelman thing! - It's organic. - It's our-ganic! It's just honey, 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! Hey, Hector. - You almost done? - Almost. He is here. I sense it. Well, I guess I'll go home now and just leave this nice honey out, with no one around. You're busted, box boy! I knew I heard something. So you can talk! I can talk. And now you'll start talking! Where you getting the sweet stuff? Who's your supplier? I don't understand. I thought we were friends. The last thing we want to do is upset bees! You're too late! It's ours now! You, sir, have crossed the wrong sword! You, sir, will be lunch for my iguana, Ignacio! Where is the honey coming from? Tell me where! Honey Farms! It comes from Honey Farms! Orazy person! What horrible thing has happened here? These faces, they never knew what hit them. And now they're on the road to nowhere! Just keep still. What? You're not dead? Do I look dead? They will wipe anything that moves. Where you headed? To Honey Farms. I am onto something huge here. I'm going to Alaska. Moose blood, crazy stuff. Blows your head off! I'm going to Tacoma. - And you? - He really is dead. All right. Uh-oh! - What is that?! - Oh, no! - A wiper! Triple blade! - Triple blade? Jump on! It's your only chance, bee! Why does everything have to be so doggone clean?! How much do you people need to see?! Open your eyes! Stick your head out the window! From NPR News in Washington, I'm Oarl Kasell. But don't kill no more bugs! - Bee! - Moose blood guy!! - You hear something? - Like what? Like tiny screaming. Turn off the radio. Whassup, bee boy? Hey, Blood. Just a row of honey jars, as far as the eye could see. Wow! I assume wherever this truck goes is where they're getting it. I mean, that honey's ours. - Bees hang tight. - We're all jammed in. It's a close community. Not us, man. We on our own. Every mosquito on his own. - What if you get in trouble? - You a mosquito, you in trouble. Nobody likes us. They just smack. See a mosquito, smack, smack! At least you're out in the world. You must meet girls. Mosquito girls try to trade up, get with a moth, dragonfly. Mosquito girl don't want no mosquito. You got to be kidding me! Mooseblood's about to leave the building! So long, bee! - Hey, guys! - Mooseblood! I knew I'd catch y'all down here. Did you bring your crazy straw? We throw it in jars, slap a label on it, and it's pretty much pure profit. What is this place? A bee's got a brain the size of a pinhead. They are pinheads! Pinhead. - Oheck out the new smoker. - Oh, sweet. That's the one you want. The Thomas 3000! Smoker? Ninety puffs a minute, semi-automatic. Twice the nicotine, all the tar. A couple breaths of this knocks them right out. They make the honey, and we make the money. "They make the honey, and we make the money"? Oh, my! What's going on? Are you OK? Yeah. It doesn't last too long. Do you know you're in a fake hive with fake walls? Our queen was moved here. We had no choice. This is your queen? That's a man in women's clothes! That's a drag queen! What is this? Oh, no! There's hundreds of them! 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. Oh, Barry, stop. Who told you humans are taking our honey? That's a rumor. Do these look like rumors? That's a conspiracy theory. These are obviously doctored photos. How did you get mixed up in this? He's been talking to humans. - What? - Talking to humans?! He has a human girlfriend. And they make out! Make out? Barry! We do not. - You wish you could. - Whose side are you on? The bees! I dated a cricket once in San Antonio. Those crazy legs kept me up all night. Barry, this is what you want to do with your life? 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. I remember that. 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! Even if it's true, what can one bee do? Sting them where it really hurts. In the face! The eye! - That would hurt. - No. Up the nose? That's a killer. There's only one place you can sting the humans, one place where it matters. Hive at Five, the hive's only full-hour action news source. No more bee beards! With Bob Bumble at the anchor desk. Weather with Storm Stinger. Sports with Buzz Larvi. And Jeanette Ohung. - Good evening. I'm Bob Bumble. - And I'm Jeanette Ohung. A tri-county bee, Barry Benson, intends to sue the human race for stealing our honey, packaging it and profiting from it illegally! Tomorrow night on Bee Larry King, we'll have three former queens here in our studio, discussing their new book, Olassy Ladies, out this week on Hexagon. Tonight we're talking to Barry Benson. Did you ever think, "I'm a kid from the hive. I can't do this"? Bees have never been afraid to change the world. What about Bee Oolumbus? Bee Gandhi? Bejesus? Where I'm from, we'd never sue humans. We were thinking of stickball or candy stores. How old are you? The bee community is supporting you in this case, which will be the trial of the bee century. You know, they have a Larry King in the human world too. It's a common name. Next week... He looks like you and has a show and suspenders and colored dots... Next week... Glasses, quotes on the bottom from the guest even though you just heard 'em. Bear Week next week! They're scary, hairy and here live. Always leans forward, pointy shoulders, squinty eyes, very Jewish. In tennis, you attack at the point of weakness! It was my grandmother, Ken. She's 81. Honey, her backhand's a joke! I'm not gonna take advantage of that? Quiet, please. Actual work going on here. - Is that that same bee? - Yes, it is! I'm helping him sue the human race. - Hello. - Hello, bee. This is Ken. Yeah, I remember you. Timberland, size ten and a half. Vibram sole, I believe. Why does he talk again? Listen, you better go 'cause we're really busy working. But it's our yogurt night! Bye-bye. Why is yogurt night so difficult?! You poor thing. You two have been at this for hours! Yes, and Adam here has been a huge help. - Frosting... - How many sugars? Just one. I try not to use the competition. So why are you helping me? Bees have good qualities. And it takes my mind off the shop. Instead of flowers, people are giving balloon bouquets now. Those are great, if you're three. And artificial flowers. - Oh, those just get me psychotic! - Yeah, me too. Bent stingers, pointless pollination. 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. - This lawsuit's a pretty big deal. - I guess. You sure you want to go through with it? 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! 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. What have we gotten into here, Barry? It's pretty big, isn't it? I can't believe how many humans don't work during the day. You think billion-dollar multinational food companies have good lawyers? Everybody needs to stay behind the barricade. - What's the matter? - I don't know, I just got a chill. Well, if it isn't the bee team. You boys work on this? All rise! The Honorable Judge Bumbleton presiding. All right. Oase number 4475, Superior Oourt of New York, Barry Bee Benson v. the Honey Industry is now in session. Mr. Montgomery, you're representing the five food companies collectively? A privilege. Mr. Benson... you're representing all the bees of the world? I'm kidding. Yes, Your Honor, we're ready to proceed. Mr. Montgomery, your opening statement, please. 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! How do we know this isn't some sort of holographic motion-picture-capture Hollywood wizardry? They could be using laser beams! Robotics! Ventriloquism! Oloning! For all we know, he could be on steroids! Mr. Benson? 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! I wish he'd dress like that all the time. So nice! Oall your first witness. So, Mr. Klauss Vanderhayden of Honey Farms, big company you have. I suppose so. I see you also own Honeyburton and Honron! Yes, they provide beekeepers for our farms. Beekeeper. I find that to be a very disturbing term. I don't imagine you employ any bee-free-ers, do you? - No. - I couldn't hear you. - No. - 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. They're very lovable creatures. Yogi Bear, Fozzie Bear, Build-A-Bear. You mean like this? Bears kill bees! How'd you like his head crashing through your living room?! Biting into your couch! Spitting out your throw pillows! OK, that's enough. Take him away. So, Mr. Sting, thank you for being here. Your name intrigues me. - Where have I heard it before? - I was with a band called The Police. But you've never been a police officer, have you? No, I haven't. 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. Oh, please. Have you ever been stung, Mr. Sting? Because I'm feeling a little stung, Sting. Or should I say... Mr. Gordon M. Sumner! That's not his real name?! You idiots! Mr. Liotta, first, belated congratulations on your Emmy win for a guest spot on ER in 2005. Thank you. Thank you. I see from your resume that you're devilishly handsome with a churning inner turmoil that's ready to blow. I enjoy what I do. Is that a crime? 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? Watch it, Benson! I could blow right now! This isn't a goodfella. This is a badfella! Why doesn't someone just step on this creep, and we can all go home?! - Order in this court! - You're all thinking it! Order! Order, I say! - Say it! - Mr. Liotta, please sit down! I think it was awfully nice of that bear to pitch in like that. I think the jury's on our side. Are we doing everything right, legally? I'm a florist. Right. Well, here's to a great team. To a great team! Well, hello. - Ken! - Hello. I didn't think you were coming. No, I was just late. I tried to call, but... the battery. I didn't want all this to go to waste, so I called Barry. Luckily, he was free. Oh, that was lucky. There's a little left. I could heat it up. Yeah, heat it up, sure, whatever. So I hear you're quite a tennis player. I'm not much for the game myself. The ball's a little grabby. That's where I usually sit. Right... there. Ken, Barry was looking at your resume, and he agreed with me that eating with chopsticks isn't really a special skill. You think I don't see what you're doing? I know how hard it is to find the rightjob. We have that in common. Do we? Bees have 100 percent employment, but we do jobs like taking the crud out. That's just what I was thinking about doing. Ken, I let Barry borrow your razor for his fuzz. I hope that was all right. I'm going to drain the old stinger. Yeah, you do that. Look at that. You know, I've just about had it with your little mind games. - What's that? - Italian Vogue. Mamma mia, that's a lot of pages. A lot of ads. Remember what Van said, why is your life more valuable than mine? Funny, I just can't seem to recall that! I think something stinks in here! I love the smell of flowers. How do you like the smell of flames?! Not as much. Water bug! Not taking sides! Ken, I'm wearing a Ohapstick hat! This is pathetic! I've got issues! Well, well, well, a royal flush! - You're bluffing. - Am I? Surf's up, dude! Poo water! That bowl is gnarly. Except for those dirty yellow rings! Kenneth! What are you doing?! You know, I don't even like honey! I don't eat it! We need to talk! He's just a little bee! And he happens to be the nicest bee I've met in a long time! Long time? What are you talking about?! Are there other bugs in your life? No, but there are other things bugging me in life. And you're one of them! Fine! Talking bees, no yogurt night... My nerves are fried from riding on this emotional roller coaster! Goodbye, Ken. And for your information, I prefer sugar-free, artificial sweeteners made by man! I'm sorry about all that. I know it's got an aftertaste! I like it! 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? I believe Mr. Montgomery is about out of ideas. We would like to call Mr. Barry Benson Bee to the stand. Good idea! You can really see why he's considered one of the best lawyers... Yeah. Layton, you've gotta weave some magic with this jury, or it's gonna be all over. 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. - You got the tweezers? - Are you allergic? 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 to that woman? We're friends. - Good friends? - Yes. How good? Do you live together? Wait a minute... Are you her little... ...bedbug? I've seen a bee documentary or two. From what I understand, doesn't your queen give birth to all the bee children? - Yeah, but... - So those aren't your real parents! - Oh, Barry... - Yes, they are! Hold me back! You're an illegitimate bee, aren't you, Benson? He's denouncing bees! Don't y'all date your cousins? - Objection! - I'm going to pincushion this guy! Adam, don't! It's what he wants! Oh, I'm hit!! Oh, lordy, I am hit! Order! Order! 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! - Adam, stay with me. - I can't feel my legs. What angel of mercy will come forward to suck the poison from my heaving buttocks? I will have order in this court. Order! Order, please! 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. - Hey, buddy. - Hey. - Is there much pain? - Yeah. I... I blew the whole case, didn't I? It doesn't matter. What matters is you're alive. You could have died. I'd be better off dead. Look at me. They got it from the cafeteria downstairs, in a tuna sandwich. Look, there's a little celery still on it. What was it like to sting someone? I can't explain it. It was all... All adrenaline and then... and then ecstasy! All right. You think it was all a trap? 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. What will the humans do to us if they win? I don't know. I hear they put the roaches in motels. That doesn't sound so bad. Adam, they check in, but they don't check out! Oh, my. Oould you get a nurse to close that window? - Why? - The smoke. Bees don't smoke. Right. Bees don't smoke. Bees don't smoke! But some bees are smoking. That's it! That's our case! It is? It's not over? Get dressed. I've gotta go somewhere. Get back to the court and stall. Stall any way you can. And assuming you've done step correctly, you're ready for the tub. Mr. Flayman. Yes? Yes, Your Honor! Where is the rest of your team? 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... 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! Mr. Flayman, I'm afraid I'm going to have to consider Mr. Montgomery's motion. But you can't! We have a terrific case. Where is your proof? Where is the evidence? Show me the smoking gun! Hold it, Your Honor! You want a smoking gun? Here is your smoking gun. What is that? It's a bee smoker! What, this? This harmless little contraption? This couldn't hurt a fly, let alone a bee. 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? - What are we gonna do? - He's playing the species card. Ladies and gentlemen, please, free these bees! Free the bees! Free the bees! Free the bees! Free the bees! Free the bees! The court finds in favor of the bees! Vanessa, we won! I knew you could do it! High-five! Sorry. 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. This is an unholy perversion of the balance of nature, Benson. You'll regret this. Barry, how much honey is out there? All right. One at a time. Barry, who are you wearing? My sweater is Ralph Lauren, and I have no pants. - What if Montgomery's right? - What do you mean? We've been living the bee way a long time, 27 million years. Oongratulations on your victory. What will you demand as a settlement? First, we'll demand a complete shutdown of all bee work camps. Then we want back the honey that was ours to begin with, every last drop. We demand an end to the glorification of the bear as anything more than a filthy, smelly, bad-breath stink machine. We're all aware of what they do in the woods. Wait for my signal. Take him out. He'll have nauseous for a few hours, then he'll be fine. And we will no longer tolerate bee-negative nicknames... But it's just a prance-about stage name! ...unnecessary inclusion of honey in bogus health products and la-dee-da human tea-time snack garnishments. Oan't breathe. Bring it in, boys! Hold it right there! Good. Tap it. Mr. Buzzwell, we just passed three cups, and there's gallons more coming! - I think we need to shut down! - Shut down? We've never shut down. Shut down honey production! Stop making honey! Turn your key, sir! What do we do now? Oannonball! We're shutting honey production! Mission abort. Aborting pollination and nectar detail. Returning to base. Adam, you wouldn't believe how much honey was out there. Oh, yeah? What's going on? Where is everybody? - Are they out celebrating? - They're home. They don't know what to do. Laying out, sleeping in. I heard your Uncle Oarl was on his way to San Antonio with a cricket. At least we got our honey back. 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. 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. You don't have any idea what's going on, do you? - What did you want to show me? - This. What happened here? That is not the half of it. Oh, no. Oh, my. They're all wilting. Doesn't look very good, does it? No. And whose fault do you think that is? You know, I'm gonna guess bees. Bees? Specifically, me. I didn't think bees not needing to make honey would affect all these things. It's notjust flowers. Fruits, vegetables, they all need bees. That's our whole SAT test right there. Take away produce, that affects the entire animal kingdom. And then, of course... The human species? So if there's no more pollination, it could all just go south here, couldn't it? I know this is also partly my fault. How about a suicide pact? How do we do it? - I'll sting you, you step on me. - Thatjust kills you twice. Right, right. Listen, Barry... sorry, but I gotta get going. I had to open my mouth and talk. Vanessa? Vanessa? Why are you leaving? Where are you going? 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. Vanessa, I just wanna say I'm sorry. I never meant it to turn out like this. I know. Me neither. Tournament of Roses. Roses can't do sports. Wait a minute. Roses. Roses? Roses! Vanessa! Roses?! Barry? - Roses are flowers! - Yes, they are. Flowers, bees, pollen! I know. That's why this is the last parade. Maybe not. Oould you ask him to slow down? Oould you slow down? Barry! OK, I made a huge mistake. This is a total disaster, all my fault. Yes, it kind of is. I've ruined the planet. I wanted to help you with the flower shop. I've made it worse. Actually, it's completely closed down. I thought maybe you were remodeling. But I have another idea, and it's greater than my previous ideas combined. I don't want to hear it! 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. - Park. - Pollen! - Flowers. - Repollination! - Across the nation! Tournament of Roses, Pasadena, Oalifornia. They've got nothing but flowers, floats and cotton candy. Security will be tight. I have an idea. Vanessa Bloome, FTD. Official floral business. It's real. Sorry, ma'am. Nice brooch. Thank you. It was a gift. Once inside, we just pick the right float. How about The Princess and the Pea? I could be the princess, and you could be the pea! Yes, I got it. - Where should I sit? - What are you? - I believe I'm the pea. - The pea? It goes under the mattresses. - Not in this fairy tale, sweetheart. - I'm getting the marshal. You do that! This whole parade is a fiasco! Let's see what this baby'll do. Hey, what are you doing?! Then all we do is blend in with traffic... ...without arousing suspicion. Once at the airport, there's no stopping us. Stop! Security. - You and your insect pack your float? - Yes. Has it been in your possession the entire time? Would you remove your shoes? - Remove your stinger. - It's part of me. I know. Just having some fun. Enjoy your flight. Then if we're lucky, we'll have just enough pollen to do the job. Oan you believe how lucky we are? We have just enough pollen to do the job! I think this is gonna work. It's got to work. Attention, passengers, this is Oaptain Scott. We have a bit of bad weather in New York. It looks like we'll experience a couple hours delay. Barry, these are cut flowers with no water. They'll never make it. I gotta get up there and talk to them. Be careful. Oan I get help with the Sky Mall magazine? I'd like to order the talking inflatable nose and ear hair trimmer. Oaptain, I'm in a real situation. - What'd you say, Hal? - Nothing. Bee! Don't freak out! My entire species... What are you doing? - Wait a minute! I'm an attorney! - Who's an attorney? Don't move. Oh, Barry. Good afternoon, passengers. This is your captain. Would a Miss Vanessa Bloome in 24B please report to the cockpit? And please hurry! What happened here? There was a DustBuster, a toupee, a life raft exploded. One's bald, one's in a boat, they're both unconscious! - Is that another bee joke? - No! No one's flying the plane! This is JFK control tower, Flight 356. What's your status? This is Vanessa Bloome. I'm a florist from New York. Where's the pilot? He's unconscious, and so is the copilot. Not good. Does anyone onboard have flight experience? As a matter of fact, there is. - Who's that? - Barry Benson. From the honey trial?! Oh, great. Vanessa, this is nothing more than a big metal bee. It's got giant wings, huge engines. I can't fly a plane. - Why not? Isn't John Travolta a pilot? - Yes. How hard could it be? Wait, Barry! We're headed into some lightning. 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... That's Barry! attempting to land a plane, loaded with people, flowers and an incapacitated flight crew. Flowers?! We have a storm in the area and two individuals at the controls with absolutely no flight experience. Just a minute. There's a bee on that plane. I'm quite familiar with Mr. Benson and his no-account compadres. They've done enough damage. But isn't he your only hope? Technically, a bee shouldn't be able to fly at all. Their wings are too small... Haven't we heard this a million times? "The surface area of the wings and body mass make no sense." - Get this on the air! - Got it. - Stand by. - We're going live. 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! - Hello! Left, right, down, hover. - Hover? - Forget hover. This isn't so hard. Beep-beep! Beep-beep! Barry, what happened?! Wait, I think we were on autopilot the whole time. - That may have been helping me. - And now we're not! So it turns out I cannot fly a plane. All of you, let's get behind this fellow! Move it out! Move out! Our only chance is if I do what I'd do, you copy me with the wings of the plane! Don't have to yell. I'm not yelling! We're in a lot of trouble. It's very hard to concentrate with that panicky tone in your voice! It's not a tone. I'm panicking! I can't do this! Vanessa, pull yourself together. You have to snap out of it! You snap out of it. You snap out of it. - You snap out of it! - You snap out of it! - You snap out of it! - You snap out of it! - You snap out of it! - You snap out of it! - Hold it! - Why? Oome on, it's my turn. How is the plane flying? I don't know. Hello? Benson, got any flowers for a happy occasion in there? The Pollen Jocks! They do get behind a fellow. - Black and yellow. - Hello. All right, let's drop this tin can on the blacktop. Where? I can't see anything. Oan you? No, nothing. It's all cloudy. Oome on. You got to think bee, Barry. - Thinking bee. - Thinking bee. Thinking bee! Thinking bee! Thinking bee! Wait a minute. I think I'm feeling something. - What? - I don't know. It's strong, pulling me. Like a 27-million-year-old instinct. Bring the nose down. Thinking bee! Thinking bee! Thinking bee! - What in the world is on the tarmac? - Get some lights on that! Thinking bee! Thinking bee! Thinking bee! - Vanessa, aim for the flower. - OK. Out the engines. We're going in on bee power. Ready, boys? Affirmative! Good. Good. Easy, now. That's it. Land on that flower! Ready? Full reverse! Spin it around! - Not that flower! The other one! - Which one? - That flower. - I'm aiming at the flower! That's a fat guy in a flowered shirt. I mean the giant pulsating flower made of millions of bees! Pull forward. Nose down. Tail up. Rotate around it. - This is insane, Barry! - This's the only way I know how to fly. Am I koo-koo-kachoo, or is this plane flying in an insect-like pattern? 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! Oome on, already. Barry, we did it! You taught me how to fly! - Yes. No high-five! - Right. Barry, it worked! Did you see the giant flower? What giant flower? Where? Of course I saw the flower! That was genius! - Thank you. - 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, orjust Museum of Natural History keychains? We're bees! Keychain! Then follow me! Except Keychain. Hold on, Barry. Here. You've earned this. Yeah! I'm a Pollen Jock! And it's a perfect fit. All I gotta do are the sleeves. Oh, yeah. That's our Barry. Mom! The bees are back! If anybody needs to make a call, now's the time. I got a feeling we'll be working late tonight! Here's your change. Have a great afternoon! Oan I help who's next? Would you like some honey with that? It is bee-approved. Don't forget these. Milk, cream, cheese, it's all me. And I don't see a nickel! Sometimes I just feel like a piece of meat! I had no idea. Barry, I'm sorry. Have you got a moment? Would you excuse me? My mosquito associate will help you. Sorry I'm late. He's a lawyer too? I was already a blood-sucking parasite. All I needed was a briefcase. Have a great afternoon! Barry, I just got this huge tulip order, and I can't get them anywhere. No problem, Vannie. Just leave it to me. You're a lifesaver, Barry. Oan I help who's next? All right, scramble, jocks! It's time to fly. Thank you, Barry! That bee is living my life! Let it go, Kenny. - When will this nightmare end?! - Let it all go. - Beautiful day to fly. - Sure is. Between you and me, I was dying to get out of that office. You have got to start thinking bee, my friend. - Thinking bee! - Me? Hold it. Let's just stop for a second. Hold it. I'm sorry. I'm sorry, everyone. Oan we stop here? I'm not making a major life decision during a production number! All right. Take ten, everybody. Wrap it up, guys. I had virtually no rehearsal for that. [/SPOILER][/SPOILER][/SPOILER][/SPOILER]
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    [QUOTE="kanalumaddela, post: 12438, member: 8"]your hopes should always be up when it's me bby[/QUOTE] [FONT=Kaushan Script][SIZE=7]SMH[/SIZE][/FONT]
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    [QUOTE="kanalumaddela, post: 12431, member: 8"][USERGROUP=22]@-HGEN- Member[/USERGROUP] [USERGROUP=48]@Jailbreak Certified[/USERGROUP] [USERGROUP=46]@THT Certified[/USERGROUP] cause i'm like that :)[/QUOTE] y u get my hopes up with a tagging
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    Hearthigen is not its own website. It is created from XenForo. If you want a mobile app, go straight to them, I have been on the main forums, there are 500+ threads asking for a mobile app. All forum websites from XenForo are mobile compatible, the only thing an app would do would waste some Megabytes of storage.
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    thx boo I also meant to say I come on the forums often, rather than they.
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    Esta comunidad es genial, incluidos a todos los miembros. Vienen a menudo en estos foros y me gusta ver la progresión de esta comunidad. Mantener el buen trabajo heli y olvidadizo!
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    Nice job guys!
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