When I was six we lived in the country and at one point I leaned back against a hollow tree... I started stinging, looked down and realized that I was covered by fire ants. Literally there were hundreds of them. Scared the ever lovin crap outta me.
1 bathtub full of water and 200 dead floating ants later I felt a lot better.
Eeeeeeek!11one
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When a bug bites me, I rip one wing and all the legs off, then leave it rolling helplessly around in the dirt somewhere near me. This serves too:
a) make me feel less angry about the biting
b) serve as a warning to any other bugs that dare trifle with me
c) make some bird a tasty snack
Last summer I worked roofing my house, I'd sometimes have several dozen destroyed bugs worming around at my feet. Great fun.
a) make me feel less angry about the biting
b) serve as a warning to any other bugs that dare trifle with me
c) make some bird a tasty snack
Last summer I worked roofing my house, I'd sometimes have several dozen destroyed bugs worming around at my feet. Great fun.
I live in perpetual fear of the mosquito. Why? Cuase they scare the living crap out of me.
Now wasps...Wasps are down...right...evil.
But my freind has a funny story about his expirence with a wasp. He was wandering around his house one night, when suddenly he saw this HUGE wasp.
He ran down the stairs and a few moments later ran back up the stairs armed thusly:
Millitary Grade Gas Mask
Full Millitary uniform (combat one that is)
A KGBA officers hat
A crowbar
A lead pipe
A fly swatter
Another, sligthly smaller crowbar
A tire iorn
and, finnaly, a big flashlight.
So he tracks down the bug, in full gear with gloves and everything. Then he procides to hurl all of his weapons at it. First he tried to brain it with the tire iron. The bug dodges, and my freind drops the tire iorn, reaching for his lead pipe. This lead pipe is also innefective, whistiling through the air and almost breaking a nearby window.
Then the bug flys from my freinds vision, and he turns his flashlight on. EEK! A gigantic shadow of a bug is cast where he points the flashlight, and he drops the thing. The bug flys off, only to be eaten by my freinds dog, who eats pretty much anything and everything.
True story.
Now wasps...Wasps are down...right...evil.
But my freind has a funny story about his expirence with a wasp. He was wandering around his house one night, when suddenly he saw this HUGE wasp.
He ran down the stairs and a few moments later ran back up the stairs armed thusly:
Millitary Grade Gas Mask
Full Millitary uniform (combat one that is)
A KGBA officers hat
A crowbar
A lead pipe
A fly swatter
Another, sligthly smaller crowbar
A tire iorn
and, finnaly, a big flashlight.
So he tracks down the bug, in full gear with gloves and everything. Then he procides to hurl all of his weapons at it. First he tried to brain it with the tire iron. The bug dodges, and my freind drops the tire iorn, reaching for his lead pipe. This lead pipe is also innefective, whistiling through the air and almost breaking a nearby window.
Then the bug flys from my freinds vision, and he turns his flashlight on. EEK! A gigantic shadow of a bug is cast where he points the flashlight, and he drops the thing. The bug flys off, only to be eaten by my freinds dog, who eats pretty much anything and everything.
True story.
Zoombie wrote:I live in perpetual fear of the mosquito. Why? Cuase they scare the living crap out of me.
Now wasps...Wasps are down...right...evil.
But my freind has a funny story about his expirence with a wasp. He was wandering around his house one night, when suddenly he saw this HUGE wasp.
He ran down the stairs and a few moments later ran back up the stairs armed thusly:
Millitary Grade Gas Mask
Full Millitary uniform (combat one that is)
A KGBA officers hat
A crowbar
A lead pipe
A fly swatter
Another, sligthly smaller crowbar
A tire iorn
and, finnaly, a big flashlight.
So he tracks down the bug, in full gear with gloves and everything. Then he procides to hurl all of his weapons at it. First he tried to brain it with the tire iron. The bug dodges, and my freind drops the tire iorn, reaching for his lead pipe. This lead pipe is also innefective, whistiling through the air and almost breaking a nearby window.
Then the bug flys from my freinds vision, and he turns his flashlight on. EEK! A gigantic shadow of a bug is cast where he points the flashlight, and he drops the thing. The bug flys off, only to be eaten by my freinds dog, who eats pretty much anything and everything.
True story.
LOL
I was riding my bike once as a kid and shouted something to a friend. Open mouth, meet bee; bee, open mouth. The damn thing stung me in the back of my throat. Had I been allergic (and the fun part was: at that time I didn't know whether I was or not) the sting would have swollen and I would have died from asphyxiation within a few minutes. Obviously, I wasn't, but annoyingly, the stinger was stuck in the back of my throat and even the doctor couldn't get it out. I later spent about an hour prodding around in my mouth with various tools, ------- utilities and the like until I finally got it out.
Yummy.
Yummy.
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I haven't got anything against them really...but I mean, I already had the lighter and deodorant can in my hand when the thing flew in...what was I supposed to do?Michilus_nimbus wrote:Damn you!!! (read previous quote)Soulless1 wrote: (used it on a bumblebee once, it flew off on fire, and then spiraled down to a crashlanding as its wings burnt off)