Robert Robus sniffs an efflorescence

Ah, what a day, dear readers! The sky is blue, the fields are verdant, the sun is twinkling resplendently off the waters of nearby oceans and/or lakes (if indeed there be any oceans and/or lakes proximate to individual readers); and--of course most importantly--the gloriously splendiferous weather we've had of late has coaxed many brilliant efflorescences to bloom amid these veritably astonishing bursts of foliage.

And, while there are so many species of flowering plant proximate to yours truly as to simply confound many of our more pedestrian minds, I, Robert Robus, am not of such a narrow intellect as those: for I, Robert Robus, am an intelligent, subtle, and brilliant comedian. And so it is that, upon espying these veritably infinite expanses of efflorescences--or, if you prefer, flowers--on hills proximate to yours truly, I, Robert Robus, quickly zeroed in on an expanse of orange lilies: for it is these lilies, readers will note, that are a precise favorite of--and also, incidentally, wildly popular among--young bumblebees of this locality.

And now I, Robert Robus, have reached down and plucked one of these pristine orange efflorescences--without stopping to scrutinize the blossom for insect visitors, of course--and quite subsequently brought said efflorescence to my smelling-orifices (or, if you prefer, nose), ahnd--OH NO! OWWWWWW! OWWWWCH! OWWWWCH! I, Robert Robus, have just been stung by a young, yet strangely curmudgeonly, young bumblebee, yellowjacket, and/or wasp! This is a disaster, folks! For although I, Robert Robus, am allergic to neither bumblebees, yellowjackets, nor wasps, I, Robert Robus, on the other hand am the world's greatest cybercomedian.

Thus, Robert Robus finds it imperative that the world community collectively foot any and all of his medical bills, both on this occasion and on any and all occasions in the future.

[NOTE FROM BLOG ADMINISTRATOR]
Note: This tragic and entirely unforeseen incident was not staged.