Yes, once in my life...I was 9 years old and just got out of the kiddie pool. I went to go in the house when I stepped on a bee that was laying on the porch. I was totally shocked and caught off guard because I wasn't expecting it to be there. (What was a bee doing there on the porch?)...And no it wasn't one of those Yellow Jacket wasps that you'll find flying around food and drink outside. It was a Honey Bee. Most people don't even know the difference between the two, like my 4th grade teacher, but that's another story. Anyway, my older sister got the stinger out with a needle and tweezers. From what I remember, it hurt like crap and yes I cried...I still love and respect those fuzzy little critters. They are crucial to our world and I drink their tasty vomit every other day with my tea. LOL...
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