I’ll try to recreate the scenario without using the sociopathic text of the original email…

So, some idiot decided they needed to use their BBQ and went out to clean it, but heard a buzzing and thought, hey, lets kill some innocent critters, especially if they are good for the environment…

Instead of doing the right thing and calling a bee keeper or trying to move them away from your BBQ in a humane manner, let’s use some highly toxic death spray that will not only kill the bees, but also get all over the cooking apparatus.

A bug bomb, a rake, some tape. Hey look, I’m freakin’ MacGyver! Aren’t I cool…

The sound of the bees buzzing was sooo loud! They must be cheering my creativity and opposable thumbs. Look at how they fall to the ground, dazed by my incredible intelligence!

Wow, there are so many of them! I feel so powerful! Look at me, the all powerful Bee master!

Here’s another shot so you can see how high the pile of bees are, in case you weren’t already aware of how impressive I am as a human!

I don’t think you believe me. I am great! Look at all those bees I killed!

Gee, where do bees come from? Lets look under the BBQ to see…

That would be their home. That would be their former home. Mmmm… toxic honey!

Look, here’s a shot showing the dead bees and their former home. I’m so thoughtful…

After killing all those bees, I sure am hungry! How about I do the world a favor and eat some of this toxic honey…

Remember, karma’s a bitch!