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Hi Bruno

 

I hope your stings are better soon. I was stung on the elbow, in the night

while I was fast asleep :-( It hurt for a few hours and then seemed to

clear up - and then it became swollen and angry red and itchy enought to

drive me to distraction. This was five weeks ago, and although it causes me

no more problems is still a little pink!

 

You are indeed a saint.

 

Jo

 

 

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Hi Jo! ^_^)/

 

We're both saints!

 

We were both coronated

too.

 

This is wonderful!

 

What a happy way to start

the morning. ^_^)

 

From Bruno

 

, " Heartwork " <Heartwork@b...> wrote:

> Hi Bruno

>

> I hope your stings are better soon. I was stung on the elbow, in the night

> while I was fast asleep :-( It hurt for a few hours and then seemed to

> clear up - and then it became swollen and angry red and itchy enought to

> drive me to distraction. This was five weeks ago, and although it causes me

> no more problems is still a little pink!

>

> You are indeed a saint.

>

> Jo

>

>

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Hi Bruno,

I hope you are well recovered from you wasp stings!!!!

 

Reading your post I have to say it really made me laugh!! (Not the

getting stung I have to add!) but the way you described all that went

on - truly perfection - you must be a " Saint "

 

Laughter is certainly good medicine - it really started my day off

well having a good chuckle :)

 

Geraldine

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

-- In , " bruno_von_lederhosen "

<bruno_von_lederhosen> wrote:

> Hi happy vegan friends! ^_^)/ yeah!

>

> Sorry I haven't written you

> for so long but I was bitten

> on my nipple by a wasp.

>

> Two weeks ago, on Saturday,

> I took the train to a far off,

> beautiful outdoor hotsprings

> up a winding path deep in the

> mountains.

>

> It was wonderful.

>

> But since it's summer, they

> had a sign up Beware of Wasps.

>

> It said the wasps bite.

>

> So I tiptoed on the green, mossy

> stones, slowly sunk deep into

> the warm hotsprings water and

> opened my paperback book to

> read.

>

> Then I heard a slight humming.

>

> It soon became the purr of a toy

> Cesna and I looked down and saw

> a wasp friend was preparing to land

> on my ear.

>

> So I wacked it away.

>

> Not a meatatarian wack, but a

> gentle vegan one.

>

> Next, I lowered my glance to the

> water, and the wasp I had flung off

> was on its back flapping the warm

> water with both wings.

>

> It was trying to breathe, and its

> tiny fluttering lashes pleaded with

> me for life. I want to live too.

>

> My heart could hear the whisper

> of its eyes Why...? Why...?

>

> So I quickly grabbed a nearby

> bamboo sun hat, scooped the

> friend out of the water and

> tapped it onto a nearby stone.

>

> It made two or three splashes

> in a small puddle of water, and

> then flew straight up towards

> the heavens.

>

> I felt so proud.

>

> I felt something sacred.

>

> I was happy.

>

> That day when I got home

> I counted twenty-two wasp

> bites on my body.

>

> That was two weeks ago.

>

> I made so many wasp friends!

>

> Then last Saturday I went again.

>

> This time I put anti-wasp gell all

> over my body and even on my hair.

>

> I layed again in the warm water

> against a big rock and watched

> the green leaves flutter against

> the high blue sky.

>

> It was so peaceful.

>

> Then I heard two men say

> " There's a wasp in the water. "

>

> I heard splashing sounds.

>

> I looked and they were bobbing

> a wasp up and down with something

> in their hand, trying to delete its

> name from the Book of Life.

>

> I'm shy, so it's hard for me to

> interrupt complete strangers and

> say " Excuse me servant of Satan.

> Could you cease to sin before

> God and man before I beachslap

> you? "

>

> But I had to.

>

> So I rushed between the two

> human handmaidens of Beelzebub

> and up to the wasp friend and said

> " I can't stand to watch this " and

> scooped the friend up with my sun

> hat like before.

>

> I shook it up toward the heavens

> and hummed the first few

> verses of Born Free through my

> nose.

>

> But as I sang I felt a twingle on

> the knuckle of my left index finger.

>

> It was the finger of my hand that

> held the bamboo cap.

>

> I looked down and blood was

> oozing from a fold below my

> knuckle.

>

> And a wasp was perched on the

> knuckle part and was moving

> its tongue to and fro to stir wasp

> excrement into my knuckle blood.

>

> I shouted out a term for copulation,

> and instinctively vegan-wacked it high

> into the firmament.

>

> But then, still in shock, I felt

> another tinkle and looked further

> up and -- you may not believe this,

> but it's true -- the wasp's friend

> was perched on my left nipple, and

> had its lower jaw open wide, like the

> Visitors just after they returned to

> mother ship and prepared to snack

> on mouse, and it was tilting its glance

> ever so slightly up towards me.

>

> Time froze.

>

> There was only me and the wasp,

> Ich and Du.

>

> And the flutter of its tiny eyelashes

> towards me above its poised mouth.

>

> It gave me a loving sideglance,

> and our hearts were one.

>

> Then time started again, and

> I heard myself proclaim a synonym

> for number two since I had already

> screamed the one for relations

> a few moments ago.

>

> My hand moved, and the wasp,

> still living of course, shot up to

> the clouds to join her friend

> of a few moments earlier.

>

> On the way back on the train

> I felt my left chest hurt.

>

> It still tingles a little now as

> I write.

>

> Then it struck me.

>

> I'm a saint.

>

> Mother Theresa helped thousands

> of humans and was bathed in the

> love.

>

> I extended a hand of caring to the

> forgotten, and was bitten on the

> nipple by a wasp.

>

> She bathed in love.

>

> I bathe in ooze.

>

> So I told this to my friends, making

> comparisons when appropriate of

> myself to Mother Theresa.

>

> They told me that I'm lazy,

> self-centered and am only vegan

> to agrandize myself and brag about

> stories like the one I'm telling you

> now.

>

> So I have scars, a tingling nipple,

> and now I've been humiliated too.

>

> When there's a vegan pope I will

> be canonized.

>

> There will be justice in the world.

>

> The gentle will be rewarded.

>

> My left nipple will hang from the

> rear view mirrors of the faithful,

> with a golden wasp perched on it.

>

> I will be called Mother Bruno, and

> will give hope to all.

>

> Or perhaps Bruno Claus.

>

> History will fill in the details.

>

> I'm worth something too.

>

> I participated in giving the

> greatest gift of all!

>

> I got bit and humiliated.

>

> But who cares!

>

> My reward was seeing the happy

> wasp flying towards the clouds.

>

> That's enough.

>

> I'm glad I was born.

>

> I'm so thankful I could share in

> that.

>

> I'm happy!

>

> The day of the early vegans

> will come.

>

> We will be saints.

>

> We will bless all and wipe

> away the tears of the sad.

>

> We're surrounded by killing

> and hurt.

>

> The face of McDeath stands

> proudly on cement.

>

> Our self esteem should be

> infinite.

>

> We've done enough to feel

> happy about ourselves.

>

> We should be proud..

>

> It's nothing to be ashamed of.

>

> It's true.

>

> And I'm happy.

>

> ------------------

> bruno_von_lederhosen

>

> Also posted on http://www.veganboard.com/ ^_^)

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Bruno,

 

I must say that it has been a long time since I have read such a good

story. When yer book comes out, and I do hope you'll sit down and

write one, please let me know. For I will be first in line.

 

So poetic and grabbing!

 

You will not be humiliated by me. I applaud yer valor and must note,

had it been me and my deadly fear of and deadly allergic reaction

wasps/bees, I would've screamed like a banshee and ran fer the hills

my friend.

 

So kudos and nature's blessings to you!

 

nikki :)

yer vegan friend

<i dub thee Saint Bruno Claus>

 

 

, " bruno_von_lederhosen "

<bruno_von_lederhosen> wrote:

> Hi happy vegan friends! ^_^)/ yeah!

>

> Sorry I haven't written you

> for so long but I was bitten

> on my nipple by a wasp.

>

> Two weeks ago, on Saturday,

> I took the train to a far off,

> beautiful outdoor hotsprings

> up a winding path deep in the

> mountains.

>

> It was wonderful.

>

> But since it's summer, they

> had a sign up Beware of Wasps.

>

> It said the wasps bite.

>

> So I tiptoed on the green, mossy

> stones, slowly sunk deep into

> the warm hotsprings water and

> opened my paperback book to

> read.

>

> Then I heard a slight humming.

>

> It soon became the purr of a toy

> Cesna and I looked down and saw

> a wasp friend was preparing to land

> on my ear.

>

> So I wacked it away.

>

> Not a meatatarian wack, but a

> gentle vegan one.

>

> Next, I lowered my glance to the

> water, and the wasp I had flung off

> was on its back flapping the warm

> water with both wings.

>

> It was trying to breathe, and its

> tiny fluttering lashes pleaded with

> me for life. I want to live too.

>

> My heart could hear the whisper

> of its eyes Why...? Why...?

>

> So I quickly grabbed a nearby

> bamboo sun hat, scooped the

> friend out of the water and

> tapped it onto a nearby stone.

>

> It made two or three splashes

> in a small puddle of water, and

> then flew straight up towards

> the heavens.

>

> I felt so proud.

>

> I felt something sacred.

>

> I was happy.

>

> That day when I got home

> I counted twenty-two wasp

> bites on my body.

>

> That was two weeks ago.

>

> I made so many wasp friends!

>

> Then last Saturday I went again.

>

> This time I put anti-wasp gell all

> over my body and even on my hair.

>

> I layed again in the warm water

> against a big rock and watched

> the green leaves flutter against

> the high blue sky.

>

> It was so peaceful.

>

> Then I heard two men say

> " There's a wasp in the water. "

>

> I heard splashing sounds.

>

> I looked and they were bobbing

> a wasp up and down with something

> in their hand, trying to delete its

> name from the Book of Life.

>

> I'm shy, so it's hard for me to

> interrupt complete strangers and

> say " Excuse me servant of Satan.

> Could you cease to sin before

> God and man before I beachslap

> you? "

>

> But I had to.

>

> So I rushed between the two

> human handmaidens of Beelzebub

> and up to the wasp friend and said

> " I can't stand to watch this " and

> scooped the friend up with my sun

> hat like before.

>

> I shook it up toward the heavens

> and hummed the first few

> verses of Born Free through my

> nose.

>

> But as I sang I felt a twingle on

> the knuckle of my left index finger.

>

> It was the finger of my hand that

> held the bamboo cap.

>

> I looked down and blood was

> oozing from a fold below my

> knuckle.

>

> And a wasp was perched on the

> knuckle part and was moving

> its tongue to and fro to stir wasp

> excrement into my knuckle blood.

>

> I shouted out a term for copulation,

> and instinctively vegan-wacked it high

> into the firmament.

>

> But then, still in shock, I felt

> another tinkle and looked further

> up and -- you may not believe this,

> but it's true -- the wasp's friend

> was perched on my left nipple, and

> had its lower jaw open wide, like the

> Visitors just after they returned to

> mother ship and prepared to snack

> on mouse, and it was tilting its glance

> ever so slightly up towards me.

>

> Time froze.

>

> There was only me and the wasp,

> Ich and Du.

>

> And the flutter of its tiny eyelashes

> towards me above its poised mouth.

>

> It gave me a loving sideglance,

> and our hearts were one.

>

> Then time started again, and

> I heard myself proclaim a synonym

> for number two since I had already

> screamed the one for relations

> a few moments ago.

>

> My hand moved, and the wasp,

> still living of course, shot up to

> the clouds to join her friend

> of a few moments earlier.

>

> On the way back on the train

> I felt my left chest hurt.

>

> It still tingles a little now as

> I write.

>

> Then it struck me.

>

> I'm a saint.

>

> Mother Theresa helped thousands

> of humans and was bathed in the

> love.

>

> I extended a hand of caring to the

> forgotten, and was bitten on the

> nipple by a wasp.

>

> She bathed in love.

>

> I bathe in ooze.

>

> So I told this to my friends, making

> comparisons when appropriate of

> myself to Mother Theresa.

>

> They told me that I'm lazy,

> self-centered and am only vegan

> to agrandize myself and brag about

> stories like the one I'm telling you

> now.

>

> So I have scars, a tingling nipple,

> and now I've been humiliated too.

>

> When there's a vegan pope I will

> be canonized.

>

> There will be justice in the world.

>

> The gentle will be rewarded.

>

> My left nipple will hang from the

> rear view mirrors of the faithful,

> with a golden wasp perched on it.

>

> I will be called Mother Bruno, and

> will give hope to all.

>

> Or perhaps Bruno Claus.

>

> History will fill in the details.

>

> I'm worth something too.

>

> I participated in giving the

> greatest gift of all!

>

> I got bit and humiliated.

>

> But who cares!

>

> My reward was seeing the happy

> wasp flying towards the clouds.

>

> That's enough.

>

> I'm glad I was born.

>

> I'm so thankful I could share in

> that.

>

> I'm happy!

>

> The day of the early vegans

> will come.

>

> We will be saints.

>

> We will bless all and wipe

> away the tears of the sad.

>

> We're surrounded by killing

> and hurt.

>

> The face of McDeath stands

> proudly on cement.

>

> Our self esteem should be

> infinite.

>

> We've done enough to feel

> happy about ourselves.

>

> We should be proud..

>

> It's nothing to be ashamed of.

>

> It's true.

>

> And I'm happy.

>

> ------------------

> bruno_von_lederhosen

>

> Also posted on http://www.veganboard.com/ ^_^)

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you both can be saints..as long as i can be benevolent dictator

:)

fraggle

 

" bruno_von_lederhosen " <bruno_von_lederhosen wrote:

 

>Hi Jo! ^_^)/

>

>We're both saints!

>

>We were both coronated

>too.

>

>This is wonderful!

>

>What a happy way to start

>the morning. ^_^)

>

>From Bruno

>

>, " Heartwork " <Heartwork@b...> wrote:

>> Hi Bruno

>>

>> I hope your stings are better soon.  I was stung on the elbow, in the night

>> while I was fast asleep :-(  It hurt for a few hours and then seemed to

>> clear up - and then it became swollen and angry red and itchy enought to

>> drive me to distraction.  This was five weeks ago, and although it causes me

>> no more problems is still a little pink!

>>

>> You are indeed a saint.

>>

>> Jo

>>

>>

>> ---

>> Outgoing mail is certified Virus Free.

>> Checked by AVG anti-virus system (http://www.grisoft.com).

>> Version: 6.0.381 / Virus Database: 214 - Release 02/08/02

>

>

>

>

>To send an email to -

>

>

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