Float like a butterfly....dang, I got stung by a bee

I was over at my friend Joan's for a little par-tay, when I stepped from the table onto my shoe. Well, evidently a bee or yellow jacket decided it wanted to land on my shoe when it wasn't exactly on my foot (they were slip on shoes) and next thing I knew, it felt like I stepped on a piece of glass. But then I knew from the movement that it must have been a sting, and sure enough I saw the little bugger flying away. I don't think it was a honeybee, because I couldn't find the stinger in my foot. But it still stings a few hours later.

I can't believe it. I hadn't been stung since I was like six or seven. Stupid bug! So if you see me limping around a bit, that's why.

"I like your foot!"