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In The Beginning. Started by: Taskmaster on Nov 17, '08 09:45
I was born in Sicily. My parents were beekeepers and they had a little vinyard. They raised and kept Italian Honeybees, harvested the honey, and sold it. They were simple people and we lived a good life.


When I was about 18, some kid I knew from around town came buy to hustle them. He hit my father a few times, waved a bat around, and threatened them. When my father wouldn't pay, he burned the vinyards. I was a kid, but I went to the Don and told him what happened. My father was a loyal patron of the family, the kid was new, just hustling up some easy cash. "You have my blessing to take care of this guy," he told me. "Come back when you're done, I might have a job for you."


The next day, the guy and his little group of thugs came back, armed with bats and chains. I was prepared this time. I had my parents lock themselves in the bedroom, and I promised to deal with the situation. When the thugs arrived, I told them, "we have the money. It's buried in the yard."


"Then dig it up, you waste of space," he told me. I got a shovel and led them around back, to where the beehives were kept. I started digging near one as he circled the hole like a vulture. When he moved just right, I shoved him backwards, into a hive, which fell over and knocked over two more hives. He sat in the middle of the crushed hive for a second, then the roar of millions of wings began.


He began swatting at the bees, angering them. Normally, the Italian Honeybee is rather docile. But, if you happen to land in the middle of a hive and start swatting at them, you're going to get stung. If you land in the middle of three hives, you're really going to get stung.


When the first one stung him, he swatted at it. Then, a cloud of bees engulfed his body as he began screaming. Screaming was another bad move, as it allowed the bees access to his mouth. Three minutes later, his dead body was covered in bees, his cronies had disappeared, and I was slowly smoking the bees and getting them into new hives. His body was swollen and red, quite literally covered in bee stings.


I went back to update the Don and he offered me a job, in the United States. I took it and the rest, as they say, is history.
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Interesting background. I like to hear stories about people who are willing to do anything to protect their family.

Zoey smiled and walked away.
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Nice to here that you extend from legitimate Italian Roots

Shaggs Notes To Himself: Never Fuck With a Bee Farmer
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Hmmmm Intresting nice of you telling us that.

Dk walks away to go find a drug dealer
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Very well done story, well spoken.
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Rather scary to me, bees, ew.

Blackbird flies off.
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notice how the undisciplined cronies wander off when the trouble starts.

loyalty above all
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