Bingal-Bingal and the Honey Bee

Bingal-Bingal was walking in the forest when a honey bee buzzed by him and said “Hello.”
Bingal-Bingal being polite said, “Hello to you too.”
The honey bee flew away without saying another word and Bingal-Bingal kept walking. Soon Bingal-Bingal was at his house. As soon as he had settled down by his warm fire, someone knocked on the door. It was Bingal-Bingal’s friend Maaker-Maaker. “Hello, Maaker-Maaker,” said Bingal-Bingal. “Come in.”
Maaker-Maaker walked in and sat down in a chair. “Did you see a honey bee today carrying a hotdog?” asked Maaker-Maaker.
“Yes, I did,” said Bingal-Bingal.
“That was my hotdog,” said Maaker-Maaker. “That bee has stolen things from me before and now today he stole my lunch.”
“That’s too bad,” said Bingal-Bingal.
“I am mad at that bee,” said Maaker-Maaker.
“That is understandable,” said Bingal-Bingal.
“I think I will go find that bee and spank his buttock,” said Maaker-Maaker.
“I will help you find him,” said Bingal-Bingal.
The two friends started to walk through the forest. They walked until they found a bee-hive. They saw a bee come out and Maaker-Maaker asked, “Did a bee come in today with a hotdog?”
“Yes,” said the bee. “He is not here right now though.”
“Oh,” said Maaker-Maaker. “Thanks.”
They kept walking until they came to a stream. Bingal-Bingal saw the honey bee who had stolen Maaker-Maaker’s hotdog. “Hey honey bee,” he said. “Come here.”
“NO!” said the honey bee and he flew away.
“AFTER HIM!” yelled Maaker-Maaker.
Bingal-Bingal and Maaker-Maaker started to chase the honey bee. Soon they were out of the woods and still chasing the bee. Bingal-Bingal tripped and Maaker-Maaker fell on top of him. The bee laughed at them and said, “I pick my nose in your face, I fart in your general direction.”
“I’ll get you, you stupid thief,” said Maaker-Maaker.
Bingal-Bingal and Maaker-Maaker stood up and started to chase the bee again. They ran and they ran. Soon they had gotten to Maaker-Maaker’s house. The bee flew in the window and Bingal-Bingal and Maaker-Maaker walked in the door. “Now we got you thief,” said Maaker-Maaker.
The bee gave them a lot of trouble but when they finally caught him, Maaker-Maaker stepped on him and killed him. “I pick my nose in your face I fart in your general direction,” said Bingal-Bingal.

The End