According to all known laws of aviation, there is no reason 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. 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?
- Adam?

- Can 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.
  
A perfect report card, all B's.
 
Very proud.
  
Ma! I got a thing going here.
  
- You got lint on your fuzz.
- Ow! That's me!
Barry! Breakfast is ready!

Coming!
  
Hang on a second.

Hello?