Let me tell you a story.
A few years ago I'm off camping, wandering on an island somewhere.
The guy ahead of me yelps and jumps off a smallish cliff into the water.
I'm confused, then suddenly, bees. It pretty much went down like this: i.imgur.com/hnGNH.gif
I yell the rest of my friends to get back, and I plunge off the cliff.
I end up covered in stings. I hobble back to camp.
Pretty much the best part of the trip. Couldn't stop laughing.
Moral of the story: Shit happens. Life happens. It usually makes for awesome stories.
Bonus moral: Bees are bros but sometimes they party too hard.