When you see those bees in your barbeque, don't drive them out only because your scared of them. I mean, who's bigger? You, or the half an inch honey bee? It's their home sweet home. Imagine that you were one of the bees in your barbeque, and the exterminator came to wipe out your hive, and all that inhabit it. Now, give the exterminator and inspector wiping out those bees scene another good, long thought. Which, again, can bring us back to our bee-utiful story. (Hah, hah, hah!) "Hmm... I don't see why we can't take out all of these bees", shouts the inspector in a stern, deep voice. "Wait!" You come into your backyard, bursting through your back door, shattering the glass and wire screen along with it. "You cant exterminate these bees! Think about it... Don't you feel pity or even sorrow for all of the honey bees that your about to kill?" "What if you were the honey bee?" "Simple. I"ll just use my little bee wings to fly away and abandon hive", hazily replies the exterminator. The inspector agrees, too. "Also, how do you get a bee keeping permit?", you eagerly ask. I will stop you right on the spot. Bee keepers keep the bees in a special enclousure so they can produce honey that the bee keepers can sell in exchange for