Bees. Fuhkin‘ bees.
The stinging little bastards might be absolutely vital to the continuation of our global ecosystem, but you still don’t exactly want 20,000 of the fuckers swarming directly outside your car.
A nearby park ranger spotted the swarm, and – worried that people in the nearby pub might attack the situation with pesticides – called the local beekeepers. (Can we just pause for a minute to appreciate, as the city dwellers that most of us are, that there exists in the world towns with local park rangers and beekeepers? Bless.)
The beekeepers eventually managed to clear the bee demons from her car, and everyone remained unharmed. Except, of course, for beekeeper Roger Burns, who was stung about 15 or 20 times on his ears, neck and face for his troubles.
Source: The Telegraph.