Bee careful out there y’all

I was cleaning out my gutters ahead of the storm and grabbed a pile of leaves near the downspout. It ended up being a handful of them tiny red wasps. Stung me in the palm of my hand. Thought I picked up a taser by the prongs!!

Sprayed the downspout until foam ran out the bottom end

Hand looks like a balloon F them things

My neighbor was weedeating 2 weeks ago and disturbed a ground nest with yellow jackets (hornets ?). He was stung 53 times and had to be transported to the hospital by ambulance. Spent 9 hours in the ER and doctor advised he was very close to dying. Only thing that saved him was taking 2 Benadryl before the ambulance arrived. His throat was swelling and he was having difficulties breathing. Next morning he called an exterminator to kill the nest.

Years ago bow hunting, in the dark I climbed up an Oak tree using my climbing stand and got prepared for daylight. As the sun came up I was looking down and around looking for sign, essentially looking everywhere except in front of me. Finally after probably 30 minutes I looked straight in front of me and saw the huge hornets nest ~6 feet away at eye level in the tree next to me. I slowly lowered my bow, turned the stand such that the tree was between me and the nest, slowly lower myself down and got the hell out of there. Can’t imagine how bad it would have been to be in a climbing stand & safety harness tied to a tree 20+ feet up being attacked by hornets...the lord protects fools.

I was bushhogging one time and ran across a bunch of them coming out of the ground.

So I went and dug up my grandfathers bee suit and then poured diesel in the hole and lit that bitch on fire.

Ground in like a 4’x7’ are basically collapsed. fricking wild

My dad and I fish a family pond where we keep a 12ft jon on the bank, kind with the bench seats that have a small hole at each top corner where it’s riveted on either side. He and I head down there one afternoon in august, throw the trolling motor and battery on the boat and push off. Cruising across the pond I see the first red wasp come out of the corner of the middle seat, then another, and another. He had just popped the first white can and spilled it when I whipped it back toward the bank and told him get ready to jump off the front. He turns to bitch about my steering and about that time they start pouring out of the hole, and he immediately gets the picture. Had that minn kota in high gear when we hit the bank, somehow neither of us got stung. Happened to have a can of wasp spray in the truck and sent the whole can down the hole, we fished off the bank cause they buzzed the boat til dark.