I had one of them big ass honey bees sitting on the seat of my motorcycle yesterday. I figure the best way to shoo it off was to give it an aggressive finger flick. You know the kind where you curl your middle finger inside your thumb, straighten out the other three fingers and then cock it to the point that your hand shakes? Well, I lined up the flick to hit squarely at the peak of flex right on the bee’s ass.
Flaaccckkkk, bee goes sailing off into the lawn. I figure I’d just go over and finish it off so it doesn’t sting me, 'cept it never touched the grass. The damned thing, after sailing about ten feet at 600 miles per hour, somehow recovered and actually flew away, seemingly unharmed!
I gave it all I could folks and that damned bee took it and just casually flew away like nothing happened!
Has nature somehow created a defense for the finger flick?
What’s next, a windshield immunity?
Just when I thought man had the upper hand…
Imagine if something 3000 times your size flicked you? All that’d be left is some combination of vapor and smear. Smapor.