When I was about 12, We had a big nest under the porch. Ever held a volleyball? That\'s about the size of the nest. ( I sure paint a picture, don\'t I? )
Anyway, Some kids decided that it would be really safe to throw rocks at it...It wasn\'t safe. We actually got it down without them coming out, hitting it with rocks and sticks from about 20 meters. It had enough holes and enough dust was kicked up they were scared. Their nest was in shambles.
As we were closing in with the Raid, (I\'m not sure if they have it in Europe, but Raid is like \'instant death in a can\' when sprayed on bugs.) Some other kid thought it would be good to hit it with one last rock, which he threw, hitting a wooden pole the remains of the nest was leaning against. Did you know that vibrations really make stinging insects go berserk? I do now. Anyway, who do they go after? Me, of course.
I swear, I could\'ve outrun a car at that point. lol
Also, I was picking up a dead one once, for one of those bug-on-a-pin collections, and I got the stinger under the thumbnail,
That hurt terribly.
Just last week I was eating some fried chicken, and out of nowhere one came and landed on my hand. Needless to say, nothing in history has been MORE dead.
