Yellow Jacket

Episode Transcript

Speaker 1 (00:00):
So last night, you know, I had like plans to
run errands and stuff like that. I never got around
to it. I'm always working on like fifteen different projects
at the same time, and I just couldn't make it
out the door. So I decided to go out to
our barn and pull down a couple of things, you know,
some Christmas decorations and stuff like that. Trees already up,
that's like one hundred percent. But then you got to

(00:20):
kind of like pepper the room with like, you know,
your best stuff. We got a lot of Christmas stuff
that we're actually gonna you know, bag up or bind
up and give away or donate or give the stuff
to uh Michelle's kids see if they want any of that.
But long story short, I had my hands up above
my head and I'm pulling down one of those big

(00:41):
storage bins, you know, the black and yellow ones. And
as I'm pulling it down, suddenly the most horrific sharp
pain right in my arm pit, and I knew exactly
what it was. And this is like at night. I
mean I was out there at like eight o'clock last night.
I got stung by a yellow jacket right in the

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arm pit, and I was offended, let me tell you,
because instead of running in the house and grabbing like
the sting relief stuff, because we actually have that, Because
you know, I've been stung quite a few times, but
never in the armpit. That's a pretty sensitive area to
get stung. I immediately swatted at it and I saw

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on the ground, Ah, damn it, yellow jacket. So I
stomp him out and then I went on a killing spree.
You know, like when you grab the what is it
the spectro side or whatever, it's like a green can.
I have a lot of them, and immediately ran into
the garage, grabbed the green can, came back and I
started hunting yellow jackets. They can get into the smallest,

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smallest area, and I found a nest and it must
have had like forty of them that were visible. And
this is like in an indoor area right where we
store stuff. You know. It's not like a dirty in
the middle of the yard thing. It's like a big
metal building and with a back section. So I went
on an all out killing spree last night and took

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out every yellow jacket that I could find, and then
I went inside the house. It must have been half
an hour later and I take off my shirt, it
looks like somebody stabbed me with an ice pick in
the armpit. I mean like there's a it looks like
a hole, like I got shot with a baby gun
or something. It's ridiculous. I couldn't believe it. I don't

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think I've ever had that. It wasn't like a horrible reaction.
I didn't take like Benadrill or anything. I just grabbed
some of that stingy stuff and rubbed it knee. Oh
you little bastards wrecks in the morning on see what.
But I can still feel it like a lump in
my armpit this morning, thanks to the angry yellow jacket
that didn't want me decorating for Christmas yet