After years of holding the world's longest record for NOT EVER being stung by a bee, I lost my title last night due to a nasty little stinger on the butt of a foul tempered little beast of a wasp. IT FREAK'N HURT! I now understand why girls run screaming with their hands thrown over their heads when a bee is flying around them. I get it... it hurts... ouch! I was casually walking into joey's apartment last night, minding my own business, when out of no where a wasp decides to ruin 23 years of non-bee stings by stabbing me in the leg with his stinger. I screamed and batted at my invisible quarter inch foe. I was prettying much just trying to figure out what the hell just happened, and why did it hurt so much and I thought that flailing my arms around would help with all of this. Joey pointed out the hive that I had apparently walked to close to. They need to have an alarm system like a car or something so this shit doesn't happen. "Please step away from the Hive, BEEP BEEP BEEP. Please step away from the Hive!" I wish it had been a bee and not a wasp because then it would have died afterwards, but no, the little f*&^#$ will live to sting another day. I don't really have anything against bees or wasps and I wish them luck in their little buggy lives but from now on I think I might take a tiny amount of pleasure when I scrape their dead bodies off my windshield. Okay, so maybe I am a little bitter at the moment. The good part is that I now know that I am not allergic to them and I got to watch CCL hose down the hive from the safety of the window. (They were re-building it this morning when I left. Evil stinging bastards!)
In order to make me feel better, and because we don't own any food at Joe's house, we headed out to a Chinese dinner. It was very good, and had a cool presentation. We ordered the Imperial Dinner. Which came with soup, an appetizer, entrée, rice and dessert for two people. The soup was good, and the appetizers were very original. The best part was when the entrées came.
Joey had ordered something called Seafood Bird's Nest. For as gross as the name sounded it was tasty. It contained Jumbo shrimp, scallops, crabmeat, fresh broccoli, water chestnuts, mushrooms and baby corn sautéed in wine sauce. There was also a type of sea food that neither Joey nor myself had ever seen before. We dubbed it a white Christmas tree because of the way it looked, not the way it tasted. Anyways all of this came in a nest made out of fried potatoes. It was fantastic. I recommend the Imperial Chinese Restaurant to anyone who is craving a some Chinese food. After dinner we had a wonderful ginger ice cream dish, drizzled in chocolate sauce... mmmmm...With the dessert came the typical fortune cookie. Joey's reaction to his was the entertainment portion of the evening. He opens his cookie, looks at it, looks confused, re-reads it and then starts laughing. "Your clever mind will lead you to many rewards" was what it said. What Joey read was: " Your clever mind will lead you to many retards". As is the tradition you add the words "in bed" to the end of your fortune. So Joey ended up with " Your clever mind will lead to many retards in bed." I think after a prediction like that he was rather disappointed with the rest of the evening. :)
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Mmmm.. looks delicious. The food, not the wasp :)
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