Is the bumblebee the most non-degenerate insect?
Is the bumblebee the most non-degenerate insect?
yes
yes
No
its my favorite bee
They're the most dangerous!!!
yes
One species of termite is monogamous, and like many insects can probably be considered natsoc too. Pretty non-degenerate if you ask me.
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The more important question is what is the most cucked insect?
>obese
>non-degenerate
choose one
>he fell for the bumblejew
Most hive insects are pretty cucked.
Bees are attracted to flowers
Flies are attracted to shit.
For better or worse we are all flies here, coming back day after day to consume the most horrid and depraved news from around the world.
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obviously yes
They're qts
Fluffy=/=obese
>fat, lazy, slow, have colonies of only dozens of individuals
>"bumble" is literally their name, describing their nigger-like attitude towards work.
You jew loving faggots would consider one of the most degenerate insects one of the least degenerate.
I think you may be onto something.
Bees are bros
>those colour bands
>that abdomen
I'm not falling for the filename you fucking wasp!
That's right buzz buzz. Don't trust her buzz buzz!
Yes. 10000% yes.
>fat
You mean fluffy
>lazy
>nigger-like attitude towards work
How are they lazy? Explain please.
>slow
Austist Sonickid detected
>have colonies of only dozens of individuals
Good, overpopulated cities are all degenerate
is a spider eating that wasp/bee?
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>black and yellow racemixing
>kamikaze life form
>has one job only and ever
>dies quickly
>a beehive is essentially a redneck trailer trash place
>big fat bee shits out new bees
>piss off one bee, all bees pissed off
Yeah thats so non degenerate
>has sex with flowers because too beta for only female bee
More Illuminati shit
Fucking EVERY time I go to Sup Forums Straya fucking EVERY time.
they're nature's helicopters
>It is the patient humble-bee that goes down into the forest of the mowing-grass. If entangled, the humble-bee climbs up a sorrel stem and takes wing, without any sign of annoyance. His broad back with tawny bar buoyantly glides over the golden buttercups. He hums to himself as he goes, so happy is he. He knows no skep, no cunning work in glass receives his labour, no artificial saccharine aids him when the beams of the sun are cold, there is no step to his house that he may alight in comfort; the way is not made clear for him that he may start straight for the flowers, nor are any sown for him. He has no shelter if the storm descends suddenly; he has no dome of twisted straw well thatched and tiled to retreat to. The butcher-bird, with a beak like a crooked iron nail, drives him to the ground, and leaves him pierced with a thorn; but no hail of shot revenges his tortures. The grass stiffens at nightfall (in autumn), and he must creep where he may, if possibly he may escape the frost. No one cares for the humble-bee. But down to the flowering nettle in the mossy-sided ditch, up into the tall elm, winding in and out and round the branched buttercups, along the banks of the brook, far inside the deepest wood, away he wanders and despises nothing. His nest is under the rough grasses and the mosses of the mound; a mere tunnel beneath the fibres and matted surface. The hawthorn
They're p cute
overhangs it, the fern grows by, red mice rustle past.
It thunders, and the great oak trembles; the heavy rain drops through the treble roof of oak and hawthorn and fern. Under the arched branches the lightning plays along, swiftly to and fro, or seems to, like the swish of a whip, a yellowish-red against the green; a boom! a crackle as if a tree fell from the sky. The thick grasses are bowed, the white florets of the wild parsley are beaten down, the rain hurls itself, and suddenly a fierce blast tears the green oak leaves and whirls them out into the fields; but the humble-bee's home, under moss and matted fibres, remains uninjured. His house at the root of the king of trees, like a cave in the rock, is safe. The storm passes and the sun comes out, the air is the sweeter and the richer for the rain, like verses with a rhyme; there will be more honey in the flowers. Humble he is, but wild; always in the field, the wood; always by the banks and thickets; always wild and humming to his flowers. Therefore I like the humble-bee, being, at heart at least, for ever roaming among the woodlands and the hills and by the brooks. In such quick summer storms the lightning gives the impression of being far more dangerous than the zigzag paths traced on the autumn sky. The electric cloud seems almost level with the ground and the livid flame to rush to and fro beneath the boughs as the little bats do in the evening.
Philippino's are the world's most non-degenerate race
ladybugs are pretty based, they eat pest and look cool
They smell like how ketchup tastes and they GET IN FUCKING EVERYTHING
One of those fuckers bit me when I was kid and nobody believed me
>look cool
Ladybug larva is fucking gross.
>black and yellow racemixing
It's the an-cap flag. Bumblebees are redpilled and show it to everyone.
>kamikaze life form
Bumblebles are extremely harmless creatures, even less than bees.
>has one job only and ever
So?
>dies quickly
Living too much leads to degeneracy.
>a beehive is essentially a redneck trailer trash place
No, it's a comfy and humble place
>big fat bee shits out new bees
Bumblebees don't interact with bees, what are you talking about?
>piss off one bee, all bees pissed off
bumblebees=/=bees
>has sex with flowers because too beta for only female bee
That doesn't even make sense.
>he have sex with his crockery because too beta for only human female
Matriarchy.
Bees are the next meme you are going to try to pull on here?
Bumblebees are awesome.
stop judging my favorite bee
>women can't be redpilled
The queens sole job is giving birth and nothing else.
The beehive is a matrix, right?
Jumping spiders a best. Look at this adorable bastard
>Yes. 10000% yes.
This.
Bees are probably the single most important part of the insect world to the continuation of human civilization. Large scale agriculture would not be possible without their help. 70-80% of our food including processed foods are derived from plants pollinated by bees. They are irreplaceable.
Bees are the master race insect but cockatiels are the master race companions.
I have those little lads in may garden.
Sadly, their population is rapidly decreasing.
In winter they go into full comfymode, gather together in bark gabs and build structures with little personal cozy nests.
underrated post
Why are we talking about jumping spiders?
Why not?
Fuck Trump and fuck spider people.
>Literally cucked by another species.
That's not kosher.
They're cute and all but don't forget that they're a bunch of fucking socialists
PSA: spiders are not insects
>they're cute and all but don't forget that they're a bunch of based national socialists
Fixed
They may be not, but closely related.
Fuck you flyfaggot.
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Ignore the haters, it's just jealousy.
Monarchy not socialism.