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Haha! You would have loved being on my property last year. I had 2 of those things! One was right over the driveway and about 8' off the ground. I killed it with lots of fire. The second one was 40' up. I let the birds take care of that one.

 

I hate bugs but I really hate bees. Everything but the common honey bee. I once tore a rotator cuff trying to kill wasps that got in my face while fixing the mutli-port valve on the pool filter. How dumb is that?!

 

Is that an eggs benedict-like dish with spam and gravy

 

Zactly!

 

Not dumb to me, man. I hate bees and wasps just as much.

 

Bees are Good...WASPS NO!

 

Looks like the one I found a few hundred feet down the road

 

One of the most painful stings I've ever had. Felt like I got hit with a baseball bat in the calf when the little bastid hit me. The hive was about knee height in a big ol holly tree/bush. Once I knew where it was we waited until night for it to cool off a bit and hit it with triangulated fire from cans of the the the 20' stream of wasp and hornet whoop ass. We shot two cans each, it worked.

 

I know that feel - I got stung on my left hand a couple months ago. Same thing- bald-faced Hornet. It was a small nest the size of a baseball in one of my front yard bushes. Easily got rid of that one.

 

Bar-b-que chicken tonight on the grill.

 

The one that we had was about the size of the one you posted. I don't know how I never noticed it. I was mowing the grass and I guess the vibration from the mower pissed them off. They lost the battle in the long run. Good luck!

 

I can top that .

Stung waiting for the school bus in the 5th grade...

Right between the eyes...

It was picture day...

I couldn't keep my eyes open by 9 am.

 

Please tell me that you still have that picture!

 

My mother does. I've been trying for years to get it from her so I could destroy it.

It will take lots of liquid courage to get me to post it.

 

I wish I still had the pictures of me at school with a massive black eye and an arm in a cast from a dirt bike wreck. It was awesome because I looked like a train wreck but regrettably it was lost in a house fire.

 

We were boys, we always had some kind of bruise, cut, or cast.

 

Blew my left leg on a woods bike, got the cast off and three days later did it again.

 

I remember a dentist telling my old man that I could use braces for a minor correction. Father said no to that, told him that I’d just figure out how to screw em up.