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Started by Wandering Buddhist, July 25, 2005, 10:28:44 AM

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Mici

no, i never tried to eat leaves. i however did try the butter and i must say that it's absoulutely hidious. i ONLY tried it.

IndianaBrown

Apologies for resurrecting this post, :roll: and more apologies for not putting this in the 'Reprint Article Archives' where I would normally put a link like this, :oops: but it seems fitting to put it here...
http://www.thespoof.com/news/spoof.cfm?headline=s1i13969

buzzbee

Maybe you could also post the link in the humour forum :)

mick

"The spoof" thats a great site, book marked that one for future reference.

Someone I know very very very well, is able to make the best "butter" known to man :-D

abejaruco

Would be a good idea smoking my hives with my ornamental "pants" to kill varroa?


reinbeau

I dunno, abejaruco, but if you inhale enough of the smoke from the smoker you aren't going to care much about varroa - or anything else!  :-D

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MarkR

uh. . . I did have something to add here. . . uh. . . what was it. . . @#@@#$%%! I can't remember. . . oh yeah. . . no wait. . .  :?

Mark

Mici

have a better idea, feed them wine syrup, that way, alcohol will get into bees bloodstream, varroa will suck that blood and assuming varroa get's affected the same way we do, it'll fell right off 8-)

oh wait..no not the wine, use some cheap vodka or something!

Cindi

abejaruco, looking fine, keep on truckin'.  If I were you, I would send the smoke the opposite direction, take a large deep breath, and then you wouldn't even care if the bees went after ya.  Best of a great day.  Cindi
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