I always thought that bees flew around, pollinating flowers and making honey. Sure, they might sting the occasional foolish school child, but bees were generally friendly bugs, if you left them alone.
But apparently, this one likes the taste of raw hamburger. And how long will it be until it tries man-flesh?
Perhaps bees will eventually figure out how to tell which people are allergic to them, and they’ll send in single assassin bees to kill them. Then the hive will dine on the flesh of their gigantic prey.
If Steven King writes this into a novel, I’m suing him for plagiarism.
