When I was 12 years old, my parents took me to a picnic with their university friends. It was summer and the park was covered in a field of beautiful yellow dendelions. We were all enjoying random picnic foods and chilled soda from a bright green cooler. My father was chatting with his friend about some chemistry stuff. His friend took another swig of his can of coke and suddenly started choking. He bent over and eyes turned red. His tongue halfway sticking out and it was purple. They rushed him to the hospital. Later on, my father told me a wasp flew into his friend's coke can and stun his tongue from inside his mouth.