Had a nest of ground bees in our front yard. Took a spade, dug in, flipped the dirt to uncover the nest. Then, when they calmed down a bit, dumped a gallon of gas on it and threw a match. As far as I'm concerned, that's what those bastards get after stinging me six times for mowing the grass...


I am not bound to please thee with my answers. - William Shakespeare
1967 C10
1983 Olds Delta 88