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"You know, if I never see another happy bee, it'll be too soon. How does that song go? Something like a bumble bee? I'm something... I'm picking up my baby bumble bee? Yeah, that's it!

I'm picking up my baby bumblebee!
Won't my mommy be so proud of me?
I'm picking up my baby bumblebee!

...

What's next?"

"He bites you."

"Oh! That's right!

Hey! My bee bit me!

I'm squishing up my baby bumblebee!
Won't my mommy be so proud of me?
I'm squishing up my baby bumblebee!

Ew! That's gross!

I'm licking off my baby bumblebee!
Won't my mommy be so proud of me?
I'm licking off my baby bumblebee!

Wow, I haven't thought of that song in years!"

"You're not done."

"Huh?"

"Uh...

I'm puking up my baby bumble bee!
Won't my mommy be so proud of me?
I'm puking up my baby bumble bee!"

*laughter*

"How could I have forgotten that part?"

"That's the part the boys like."

"Ah."