When I was a child there were a lot of bees in Bulgaria. Since I had been hit I realized that maybe I could find a girlfriend later on as an adult through beauty because pain lowers intellect. I went outside and bit into a red rose that had not bloomed yet. To my surprise a teenage queen bee had laid an egg inside of it somehow and my teeth accidentally bit into the bee's body. It was the first time someone had ate a bee by accident.

Later on people wrote that you are what you eat. This is not the case. You become something it avoids. In my case for about 20 years I gained my wings... I felt like an eagle and before the smell that forms in the eagles body wore off... no bees stung me. I have to put a disclaimer: that plants and flowers were meant to be used for sustenance.