Yesterday afternoon, my dear one asked me to pull the vines which were encroaching on our deck.
She (against my advice) planted them a few years ago.
I told her they would become Kudzu-like and cover everything.
Do they listen ? Ever ?
So, since I love her, I started yanking vines - until I got to the bench (I built for her)
There were some vines under the bench, and the Yellowjackets which had made a home there, objected - strongly.
Those damn things HURT........Not only that, the stings started to SWELL !! Leg. Arm. Ankle. and etc. (literally a pain in the as s...........bout 10 or so.
After she quit laughing at me doing the frug across the back lawn, she gave me a couple of anti-swelly-bugbite-reaction-stuff, eh; and a few hours later, the swelling is gone.............the only thing hurt was me pride..............Can't frug like I usta.
She was worried about the number of stings (do they die after they sting you?) - and kept asking me if I could breathe ok. Once a nurse, always a nurse -----remain emotionally detached whilst giving all possible aid.
WHO THE HELL'S DOING ALL THE YELLING ?? CORSE I CAN ??
After dark the hive got paid a visit from the Raid can. This shlt really works. All the sleepy little yellow bastards falling dead on the deck..............Damn, it was better than Christmas.
Then, the stir stick to completely decimate their abode.
Ah yes, revenge is sweet
...........just sayin
She (against my advice) planted them a few years ago.
I told her they would become Kudzu-like and cover everything.
Do they listen ? Ever ?
So, since I love her, I started yanking vines - until I got to the bench (I built for her)
There were some vines under the bench, and the Yellowjackets which had made a home there, objected - strongly.
Those damn things HURT........Not only that, the stings started to SWELL !! Leg. Arm. Ankle. and etc. (literally a pain in the as s...........bout 10 or so.
After she quit laughing at me doing the frug across the back lawn, she gave me a couple of anti-swelly-bugbite-reaction-stuff, eh; and a few hours later, the swelling is gone.............the only thing hurt was me pride..............Can't frug like I usta.
She was worried about the number of stings (do they die after they sting you?) - and kept asking me if I could breathe ok. Once a nurse, always a nurse -----remain emotionally detached whilst giving all possible aid.
WHO THE HELL'S DOING ALL THE YELLING ?? CORSE I CAN ??
After dark the hive got paid a visit from the Raid can. This shlt really works. All the sleepy little yellow bastards falling dead on the deck..............Damn, it was better than Christmas.
Then, the stir stick to completely decimate their abode.
Ah yes, revenge is sweet
...........just sayin