These bees were netted down by the local middle school’s crunch corral picnic benches, smacked around in a clean jar until unconsciously ripe, then slathered on top of a fine bee paste made from Africanized, Americanized, and African-Americanized bee colonies. Then a dash of jalapeno extract, a quick two-day bake in the hot Abernathy sun, and presto, the finest chip dip this side of the flippin’ Mississip’. Dig deep, boys.