According to all known laws of aviation, there is no way a bee should be able to fly. Its wings are too small to get its fat little body off the ground. The bee, of course, flies anyway because bees don't care what humans think is impossible. Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Ooh, black and yellow! Let's shake it up a little. Barry! Breakfast is ready! Ooming! Hang on a second. Hello? - Barry? - Adam? - Oan you believe this is happening? - I can't. I'll pick you up. Looking sharp. Use the stairs. Your father paid good money for those. Sorry. I'm excited. Here's the graduate. We're very proud of you, son.
And a perfect report card, all B's. Mom: Very proud. (touches Barry's hair) Barry: Ma! I got a thing going here. Mom: Ah, you got some lint on your fuzz. Barry: Ow! That's me! Dad: Wave to us! We'll be in row 118,000. Barry: Bye! (flies off) Mom: Barry, I told you, stop flying in the house! (Barry drives his car to pick up his classmate. Adam's outside his house, reading the Hive Today newspaper. The front page headline reads "FRISBEE HITS HIVE ! Internet Down. Bee: 'I heard sound, then Wham-o!'") Barry: Hey, Adam. Adam: Hey, Barry. Is that fuzz gel? Barry: A little. It's a special day, finally graduating. Adam: Never thought I'd make it. Barry: Yeah, three days of grade school, three days of high school. Adam: Those were so awkward. Barry: Three days of college. I'm glad I took off one day in the middle and just hitchhiked around the hive. Adam: You did come back different. (a bee calls out as they drive past) Bee: Hi, Barry. Barry: Hey Artie, growing a mustache? Looks good. Adam: Hey, did you hear about Frankie? Barry: Yeah. Adam: You goin' to his funeral? Barry: No, I'm not goin' to his funeral. Everybody knows you sting someone, you die. You don't waste it on a squirrel. He was such a hothead. Adam: Yeah, I guess he could have just gotten out of the way. (They make various noises as the car goes up and down some hills and does a loop on the road.) A & B Woah! Oooooooh! Adam: I love this incorporating an amusement park right into our regular day. Barry: I guess that's why they say we don't need vacations
I had a ton of fun with this run, and for a great cause! Thanks for having me!
I see that Bee Movie speedruns have a strict dress code.
Finally. The perfect speed game.
sBEEd Runs
Here comes the sun, doo doo doo
Here comes the sun and I saay, it's all right tudududududu tududududu
According to all known laws
of aviation,
there is no way a bee
should be able to fly.
Its wings are too small to get
its fat little body off the ground.
The bee, of course, flies anyway
because bees don't care
what humans think is impossible.
Yellow, black. Yellow, black.
Yellow, black. Yellow, black.
Ooh, black and yellow!
Let's shake it up a little.
Barry! Breakfast is ready!
Ooming!
Hang on a second.
Hello?
- Barry?
- Adam?
- Oan you believe this is happening?
- I can't. I'll pick you up.
Looking sharp.
Use the stairs. Your father
paid good money for those.
Sorry. I'm excited.
Here's the graduate.
We're very proud of you, son.
And a perfect report card, all B's.
Mom: Very proud. (touches Barry's hair)
Barry: Ma! I got a thing going here.
Mom: Ah, you got some lint on your fuzz.
Barry: Ow! That's me!
Dad: Wave to us! We'll be in row 118,000.
Barry: Bye! (flies off)
Mom: Barry, I told you, stop flying in the house!
(Barry drives his car to pick up his classmate. Adam's outside his house, reading the Hive Today newspaper. The front page headline reads "FRISBEE HITS HIVE ! Internet Down. Bee: 'I heard sound, then Wham-o!'")
Barry: Hey, Adam.
Adam: Hey, Barry. Is that fuzz gel?
Barry: A little. It's a special day, finally graduating.
Adam: Never thought I'd make it.
Barry: Yeah, three days of grade school, three days of high school.
Adam: Those were so awkward.
Barry: Three days of college. I'm glad I took off one day in the middle and just hitchhiked around the hive.
Adam: You did come back different.
(a bee calls out as they drive past)
Bee: Hi, Barry.
Barry: Hey Artie, growing a mustache? Looks good.
Adam: Hey, did you hear about Frankie?
Barry: Yeah.
Adam: You goin' to his funeral?
Barry: No, I'm not goin' to his funeral. Everybody knows you sting someone, you die. You don't waste it on a squirrel. He was such a hothead.
Adam: Yeah, I guess he could have just gotten out of the way.
(They make various noises as the car goes up and down some hills and does a loop on the road.)
A & B Woah! Oooooooh!
Adam: I love this incorporating an amusement park right into our regular day.
Barry: I guess that's why they say we don't need vacations
do you like jazz
This game really exists? I thought it was only a rumor
Yes
Pog
Nice xD
my life is a lie great vid though
1:49:09 it says he’s a newbie and sucks