Take that, bees!

[Cadaverous Pallor]

Originally Posted by SacTown Chronic

Once while playing baseball in the park with my dad and two of my brothers, I hit a long foul ball into a group of trees. My brother, Paul, had sprinted over to the trees in an attempt to catch the ball. The next thing we know, Paul is hauling ass away from the trees and running towards us. Then we see it....the biggest, angriest swarm of bees you could imagine.

(That fly ball, it was a one in a million shot, Doc!)


Then my dad, always thinking one step ahead, yells, "Don't run towards us, dumbass!"

I must know the end to this story! Was Paul able to escape the bees?