In the town where I live we’ve got this guy who is about three sandwiches short of a picnic. He drinks in the bar down the road and one night one of the new neighbors stopped in for a pint. Turns out he’s a beekeeper and has two or three hives at the bottom of his garden. Somehow we all got to talking about pets and we’re comparing them all. The beekeeper tells us that bees are actually quite smart for insects and to prove it told us this:
Every morning at 5 he’d go out to the hives and flip the latches to let the bees out. They’d all fly down to the park and wouldn’t return until around five sharp that evening when he replaced the latch. Our friend (the Looney) started laughing at this point and when we asked why he thought this was funny he said, “cos it’s bullshit! Everybody knows the park gates don’t open till 10!