Somehow, it would be less surprising to see a torrent of religious literature coming down my chimney.

When I lived in Miami, I worked in a taller building that always had pigeons hanging around making stupid cooing noises and crap. I hate pigeons. One day, a loud BAM told me that one of them finally flew into a window, I went to gleefully watch it die.

With 2523 pieces, it'll likely be $299 or more.

The most shocking thing about this, to me, is that the beehive set only costs about double what I'd expect to pay for it at a realistically-priced store. I really want a beehive. It's useful and (comparatively, at least) modestly marked up.

I hate the author of this post. (Not literally, but I like exaggeration.)

For other people named Peter Brock, see Peter Brock (disambiguation).