nice

this little flash movie was such a breath of fresh air. it took me back to a time in my childhood, when life was pure, and all the right bumper insects were congenial and innocuous. quite unlike the malevolently voluminous inhabitants of the local swamps and cesspools these days. what's the opposite of a guilty pleasure? innocent pleasure doesn't sound right. well anyway. . . with the amount of truly objectionable flash movies i've seen that don't rise above foul language, fouler imagery, and decapitations that don't appear to be central to any narrative (all of which this site is, admittedly, not entirely above), it made my heart glad to see this giantbee. many props to its creators.