on the parking lot

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Once upon a time, in a lidls parking lot far away. The hivez were vibing in their gaff, listening to some lil buzz while sniffing some good pollen.

"Yo! My g's... come we go pollinate those peng beez over there!" Bazza yelled to his clan of roadbees. Bazza was the leader, He had hella clout and was the one who managed to score them their prized turf in this parking lot. Their hive was located right by the outside garden area of lidls, giving them access to the plants which would be put out every day.

"Nah man, their stripes go black, yellow and not yellow black..." Adam, another of them replied, Adam was highly intellectual and would much rather calculate the physics of bee stuff. (Idk wtf. Maybe velocity x speed of bee flight / stinging a snakey bishh)

"What fam!? Black, yellow? Sorry I only pollinate the pengest of beemales" Bazza shook his head and sniffled up some more of the pollen which he and Bartholomew III had scored on route to the Homebase garden centre where the Honeycombz stashed their best pollen.

Just as the mandem were about to play some forthive on their beestation 4 (cus Xbox can suck ma stinger) the leader of the honeycombz squared up to Bazza.

Gazza was the big man of the opposing gang, but he had nothing on Bazza. He was ranked bronze on stingerwatch and didn't even get b' s  (equivalent to a*) in his beecse' s unlike Bazza who got all b's (my g)

"Oi! I heard you been stealing my stuff? Do you wanna @ me fam!"

... duN DuN DuNNNN. Y'all can survive on a cliff hanger. Your welcome. Stan bazza. And you snakes better not try and steal my brand.

BEEZ OUT.

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