- Based on the popular euphemism for sexual intercourse
A pair of anthropomorphic bird and bee are in a couples therapy session to reconcile certain relationship problems.
(In a therapist’s office)
Therapist: To start off our session, Mrs. Bird, do you have anything to say to Mr. Bee?
Bird: You don’t appreciate me anymore
Bee: I don’t know what you’re buzzin on about
Bird: Don’t you crow back at me
Bee: I work my beeswax off to provide a good home for you and our family. No money, no honey.
Bird: Talk to the feather, worker bee.
Bee: Here we go again. You’re a fucking vulture, you know that?
Bird: PECK YOU!
Therapist: Any other issues that you’d like to bring up?
Bee: Yes. You’ve never gotten along with my mother.
Bird: Who does she think she is? Queen of the Hive?
Bee: As a matter of facts, yes. That birdbrain of yours gets in the way of your ear.
Bird (sarcastically): Oh, that stings.
Therapist: Right. So how does make that you feel?
Bee: I’m sorry, Sugar Honey Iced Tea. I was wrong
Bird: This is When Doves Cry. R.I.P The Artist Formerly Known as Prince.
(They make up and embrace each other)
Therapist: Kids, let me tell you about the Birds and the Bees.