Emma Chamberlain

And they're like, I don't know, run down the block.

So I asked the girl who's sitting on the bench next to me.

I was like, can you watch my bag?

Like, please, I'll be right back.

So I run around, I run to the end of the block and run back.

It would not leave me alone.

I get back and all these people at this point are like emotionally invested.

They're like, what is going on?

Like, why is this thing not leaving you alone?

I'm like, I don't know.

And so this guy was like, okay, like I'm going to try to like swat it.

So this guy starts like trying to swat it with his shoe.

And eventually he did swat it and he did ultimately kill it.

Now, I'm sorry to those of you who that is upsetting to, but I will tell you this thing was a wasp.

It was not like a cute little bumblebee as I thought it was.

No, this was a wasp and it wanted me dead.

This thing, OK, wanted to fucking eat me alive.

It wanted to eat me for the next, I don't know, rest of its life, probably.

It wanted to eat me up.

And I to this day don't know what it smelled on me that was so delicious.