damn yellowjackets
Originally Posted by buckdropper
I hope your using your own bowel!!!!!!!!!!!!

Originally Posted by drillsgtjra
^ ......No sh*t.... (i couldn't resist)
No pun intended!
Originally Posted by cia-agent
My great uncles used to put tobacco juice on mine...
I've been stung a BUNCH... But, not since 1990... And, I don't miss it one bit.
Cheap-*** friend wouldn't put the AC on because it would "burn-up his gas". e're cruising along speedway in Tucson, AZ when something (hornet, wasp, yellow-jacket, honey bee) flew past his cheap-****, and stung me in the neck, on my birthday.
When I got through yelling "If your *** would have had the window up and the AC on, this ***** would't have happened... I said I'll give you some GD gas money, just put the AC on...
How something so small can put your body in pain, and ruin your whole day-is amazing.
The day my grand-dad died, they brought a guy into the Hospital that had over 100 oney bee stings, and he was allergic. He looked like the Michelin man... I don't know if he survived; but he was hanging on in the ICU...
That would be a terrible way to go out...
I've been stung a BUNCH... But, not since 1990... And, I don't miss it one bit.
Cheap-*** friend wouldn't put the AC on because it would "burn-up his gas". e're cruising along speedway in Tucson, AZ when something (hornet, wasp, yellow-jacket, honey bee) flew past his cheap-****, and stung me in the neck, on my birthday.
When I got through yelling "If your *** would have had the window up and the AC on, this ***** would't have happened... I said I'll give you some GD gas money, just put the AC on...
How something so small can put your body in pain, and ruin your whole day-is amazing.
The day my grand-dad died, they brought a guy into the Hospital that had over 100 oney bee stings, and he was allergic. He looked like the Michelin man... I don't know if he survived; but he was hanging on in the ICU...
That would be a terrible way to go out...
I don't see how yall remember by what and when you were stung, maybe theres not near as many up north, cause dang I've gotten stung many times every summer since before i was big enough to run away. Here in Georgia we have:
yellow jackets- mean s o bs
reg. brown wasps- get you when you not lookin in the back of the neck
red wasps- fire engine red and pack a hell of a punch
bumble bees- not carpenter bees, these dang things build under hay bails and such
hornets- the reg. black and white hornets, not too bad untill you mess w/them then they make you pay
japenese hornets- about the length of your pinky, build in tree hollows or stumps, not very agressive but a sting will rip you arm off.
Just a few Georgia natives, yall come see us sometime!
The tobacco does works well, although my grandpa would always put a wet pinch on the sting. Draws the pain right out.
I'll throw in my worst yellow jacket story:
My whole childhood my dad, being the cheap a$$ he was never let us use the dryer. We always would hang our clothes on the clothesline no matter what the weather. Well, if you leave clothes out on the line overnight, especially in the spring when it's still cool at night, bugs tend to gather in the clothes for warmth and what not. I think I was about 8, I guess, young enough to be wearing the pajamas with the booties. Apparently, the clothes, including my pajamas, were left on the line overnight and a few yellow jackets decided to migrate in my bottoms. Yup, you guesses it, I put the pajamas on and the little bastards went to town on the insides of my thighs. Hated them ever since.
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Round two. When I lived in an apartment, I had my charcoal grill on my deck. I noticed one day a bunch of yj's flying around the deck. They decided to build a nest in my freakin' open bag of charcoal brickets
. After dousing them with some spray and getting strung 3 times on my hands, I picked up the bag of charcoal and chucked it off the deck (3 stories up, btw) The tenant on the bottom floor called the office saying someone was throwing bags of charcoal off their deck and the office called me. After the explanation, the lady at the office said she would have probably done the same thing.
Kill 'em all.
My whole childhood my dad, being the cheap a$$ he was never let us use the dryer. We always would hang our clothes on the clothesline no matter what the weather. Well, if you leave clothes out on the line overnight, especially in the spring when it's still cool at night, bugs tend to gather in the clothes for warmth and what not. I think I was about 8, I guess, young enough to be wearing the pajamas with the booties. Apparently, the clothes, including my pajamas, were left on the line overnight and a few yellow jackets decided to migrate in my bottoms. Yup, you guesses it, I put the pajamas on and the little bastards went to town on the insides of my thighs. Hated them ever since.
. Round two. When I lived in an apartment, I had my charcoal grill on my deck. I noticed one day a bunch of yj's flying around the deck. They decided to build a nest in my freakin' open bag of charcoal brickets
. After dousing them with some spray and getting strung 3 times on my hands, I picked up the bag of charcoal and chucked it off the deck (3 stories up, btw) The tenant on the bottom floor called the office saying someone was throwing bags of charcoal off their deck and the office called me. After the explanation, the lady at the office said she would have probably done the same thing.
Kill 'em all.
A repost from a few weeks back but here is my story...weird how things repeat
Well I gotta give my bee story.....
I had a hive of yellowjackets nesting on the corner of my house under my vinyl siding. So I wait for darkness and proceed out and setup an 8' A-frame and quck evacuation route planned. I sprayed 2 cans (overkill sure but it was fun) into the opening and around it. A few came out but I figured there was massive carnage inside and I went to bed confident that yellowjacket papers across the country would run the morning edition with "Widespread death and destruction reported on the Vader ranch".
I get up the next morning and proceed downstairs through the family room to the kitchen to get some coffee. A bee buzzes my head like Maverick in top gun to the tower. That woke me up quick to find 100s of bees in my family room flying toward the patio doors. I drop my coffee and run for the stairs. I lock the kids, wife, and cats in the bedroom and prepare myself for battle. My overkill of sprayed forced the bees to find their own evacuation route..into my house!
I come down the stairs in jeans, long sleeve pulloever with hood, boots, gloves, and safety glasses. My wall near the outside where I sprayed is literally buzzing and bees by the dozens are filing into my room through the crown molding. I grabbed a can and sprayed the crown molding to hold them off. Now they are really ticked. I used the dish detergent spray and a bowl of it. I'd spray them as they clung to the door and they'd drop into the bowl. Once I cleared them all away, running only a few times like a girl arms flailing, I proceeded to the corner of the room and the mother load.
I resprayed the crown molding and myself (lightly) and proceeded to pull down the molding. Dozens fell out dead. A few more buzzed my head and headed for the door. I had tiled ceiling so I started to pull down some tiles and hit the biggest friggin honeycomb nest I've ever seen. Must have been 2 1/2 to 3 foot long by about 8" tall. Went from rafter to rafter. I closed the hole back up and got my shopvac. Sparyed the inside of it with wasp killer and turned it on. Removed the tile, shoved the hose up there and started sucking. It was an ugly site but I finally got it all cleared out. A few more shots of spray for good luck and closed it back up.
When I emptied the shop vac I found the queen, she was huge.
Needless to say I caulked that spot up on the outside.
Very exciting and scary. Not quite Iraq but dang close!
My wife thought I was over reacting on the war gear until she came down and saw the soapy bowl and the shop vac contents.
Well I gotta give my bee story.....
I had a hive of yellowjackets nesting on the corner of my house under my vinyl siding. So I wait for darkness and proceed out and setup an 8' A-frame and quck evacuation route planned. I sprayed 2 cans (overkill sure but it was fun) into the opening and around it. A few came out but I figured there was massive carnage inside and I went to bed confident that yellowjacket papers across the country would run the morning edition with "Widespread death and destruction reported on the Vader ranch".
I get up the next morning and proceed downstairs through the family room to the kitchen to get some coffee. A bee buzzes my head like Maverick in top gun to the tower. That woke me up quick to find 100s of bees in my family room flying toward the patio doors. I drop my coffee and run for the stairs. I lock the kids, wife, and cats in the bedroom and prepare myself for battle. My overkill of sprayed forced the bees to find their own evacuation route..into my house!
I come down the stairs in jeans, long sleeve pulloever with hood, boots, gloves, and safety glasses. My wall near the outside where I sprayed is literally buzzing and bees by the dozens are filing into my room through the crown molding. I grabbed a can and sprayed the crown molding to hold them off. Now they are really ticked. I used the dish detergent spray and a bowl of it. I'd spray them as they clung to the door and they'd drop into the bowl. Once I cleared them all away, running only a few times like a girl arms flailing, I proceeded to the corner of the room and the mother load.
I resprayed the crown molding and myself (lightly) and proceeded to pull down the molding. Dozens fell out dead. A few more buzzed my head and headed for the door. I had tiled ceiling so I started to pull down some tiles and hit the biggest friggin honeycomb nest I've ever seen. Must have been 2 1/2 to 3 foot long by about 8" tall. Went from rafter to rafter. I closed the hole back up and got my shopvac. Sparyed the inside of it with wasp killer and turned it on. Removed the tile, shoved the hose up there and started sucking. It was an ugly site but I finally got it all cleared out. A few more shots of spray for good luck and closed it back up.
When I emptied the shop vac I found the queen, she was huge.
Needless to say I caulked that spot up on the outside.
Very exciting and scary. Not quite Iraq but dang close!
My wife thought I was over reacting on the war gear until she came down and saw the soapy bowl and the shop vac contents.
If i find a hive, i use a paintball gun.
You can stand really far away from it if you can shoot good, and it's great fun to watch the destruction. Just a few days ago i found a nest in a rotted hole in a log on our wood pile, Perfect for practicing shooting. I shot about 50 rounds, from about 40 feet away into a two by two inch hole
A few bees survived and were flying around. The next day they were completely gone and out of there. We used to have tons of hives around our house and yard, now i never see them, they know i'm looking for them.
You can stand really far away from it if you can shoot good, and it's great fun to watch the destruction. Just a few days ago i found a nest in a rotted hole in a log on our wood pile, Perfect for practicing shooting. I shot about 50 rounds, from about 40 feet away into a two by two inch hole
A few bees survived and were flying around. The next day they were completely gone and out of there. We used to have tons of hives around our house and yard, now i never see them, they know i'm looking for them.
Originally Posted by vader716
Very funny. Your bee story is awful.... I woulda freaked if they were swarming in my house.
It's been eventful here.... Went out of town for the week... got back tonite & discover a damn snake in the basement.... ACK!!!! this is the second in two weeks.......none the first year I've lived here, but now this.....
Oh, it took me two days for the pain & swelling to go down in my foot. Looks like I'll get to carry an epi-pen.
BTW I missed the forum while I was gone
Welcome back and glad you are better from the sting.
Be glad you are not this women. I just can't imagine getting stung that many times.
http://apnews.myway.com/article/20050813/D8BUV1980.html
Be glad you are not this women. I just can't imagine getting stung that many times.
http://apnews.myway.com/article/20050813/D8BUV1980.html



I hate bees!