Stung by a Yellow Jacket

When's the movie come out?

Congrats on not being allergic

dey stingin errbody out dere

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congrats on not being a pussy

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If nothing else, you're probably lucky you didn't burn your house down.

Hornet stings are the worst ever

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Stung by a Yellow Jacket

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Okay...no shite story about how I about caught myself on fire doing this.

Two years ago, my then 6 year old son was playing in the yard and stepped on a nest. He got stung 11 times before I could rescue usher him inside.

I was pissed at those SOBs. After spending an hour calming him down and assuring him he wasn't about to die, I vowed to destroy them that day. Walked outside to about 20 ft from the nest and there were a least 30 hovering around the hole. Waited another hour and they were still in crazy mode.

I put on sweat pants and a long sleeved shirt. Pulled the socks over the pants and put on gloves with tape around the area where the gloves met the sleeves. But I did not have a mask so I got a pillowcase and cut two eye holes and had my 13 year old daughter tape it around my neck. Literally looked like a horror film killer and I was actually concerned that my neighbors might think I was a lunatic killer and call the cops.

I walked out with some toilet tissue , a lighter and a gallon of gas into the midst of the swarm. They were all over me but it didn't matter as I was protected head to toe. I soaked the tissue with gas and stuffed it in the hole and set it on fire. Well, that only lasted about 20 seconds until the paper burned up. So I stuffed some more in the hole and lit the paper. This time I was going to douse it with gas after the fact hoping it would fill the hole with gas and burn much longer.

What happened was one of those Darwin Award moments you only see on YouTube. As soon as the gas I was pouring hit the flame, the flame burned up the gas flow to the tank. Suddenly, I had a flaming gas bomb in my hand and as I jerked back, some gas spilled on my hand. My glove was on fire as I slung the newfound bomb across my yard. I went down to the ground in a panic , beating and rubbing my hand across the grass. Altogether, it was only a few seconds and I only suffered 1st degree burn on the hand. The gas can bomb went out before it hit the ground. To this day, I wish it would have been videotaped. The sweatpants, tape and pillow mask and the fire would have won a Darwin Award for sure.

But hey, I went out there later that day and dug up the nest. I killed over 200 yellow jackets and at least that many larvae.

I'm dying laughing!