There may be bees under there.
So didya get much honey from the combs?
Mmmmm…honey
Can’t sleep. Bees’ll eat me.
Nope. On account of Powder Sprinkling guy, the hive was poisoned. The second exterminator would have just drawn them out with essence of queen bee, had the damage not already been done. That’s the only way you can save the honey.
It’s not even so much the idea of all those bees(though I am phobic to the point of childishness. I’ve been known to hyperventilate and burts into tears if there’s a bee in the house). It’s the thought of all that honeycomb. I am simply revulsed(is that a word, revolted and repulsed) by the natural formation of holes in a regular pattern. It’s just not RIGHT! It almost makes me queasy thinking about it. Ever see that snopes link of the “breast rash(lotus pod photoshoppy-thingy)”. Yeah, I cried. Yes, I’m weird.
/hijack
I don’t understand what the fuss is about. Bees are pretty friendly, as insects go.
AHunter3, that’s a cruel, cruel thing to link to.
And I’m not sure whether to be horrified or to congratulate you for it…
:eek:
I just threw up a little in my mouth. :eek:
Yes, it’s one of the most disturbing images I’ve seen on the net. Much, much worse than goatse and tubgirl
Damn, I’m such a bloody hypocrite.
Having preached about the unsafe disposal of wasps/hornets by burning them, I returned home to discover a wasp (yellowjacket) nest in a plastic sack full of twigs next to my compost bin.
The nest was too active and in too confined a space to permit access to spray it with wasp killer foam, so I got a nine foot pole, drove a nail through the end to make a hook, dragged the entire sack out onto a sheet of OSB on the lawn, draped petrochemical-soaked rags over it (by means of the same nine foot pole) and set light to it, dancing and shouting “eat fiery death you insect bastards!”.
I really don’t know what came over me, and I don’t recommend this to anyone.
Then one day WHAT? Killer bees have me in suspense.
Heh. But you liked it, didn’t you?
Your friend,
recklessincendiaryanecdote.
Actually, it scared the shit out of me. I was very badly stung in a nest-removal-attempt-gone-wrong some years ago and I really, really hate wasps now.
The nest this time was about the size of a football, as it turned out. Even now several days later, there are still a few wasps buzzing about where the sack originally stood, presumably looking for the nest.
But yes, it was kind of enjoyable to torch the little fuckers.
Okay, because I’m feeling a little mean today, I saw this news story and thought I just had to share it here.
Enjoy!
<cue evil laughter>
whistlepig, is your username related to the whistlepigs that make excellent redneck sport shooting? I hunted them in Idaho years ago, loads of fun. /slight hijack/
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The first 45-50 usernames I tried were already taken so I just picked a random word.
I sprayed the nest last week and it appears they all died. But I’m not touching it until there is snow on the ground.
whistlepig