I was minding my own business mowing down the hayfield I call a yard. It’s rained the last five days solid and my grass is add water, will grow uncontrollably instantly.
Well, I get attacked out of nowhere by several intruders, hits are coming in from all directions, I go running to towards the pool and dive in, the attack is over instantly thank goodness. I shakily surface and the coast is clear. I quietly make my way into my castle to dress the wounds, luckily blood loss was at a minimum. After collecting myself, I see the enemy who has breached my borders, I have dealt with these invaders before and have only one option, at 1224 hours, war was declared. I have mobilized my ground forces and we attack their home bases at 2200 hours. This vast .33 acre nation shall not be invaded and colonized by these mongrels. Luckily, only the king was attacked, his citizens were practicing their hold out protocols in their bunkers. I’m still counting my blessings none of them were harmed. As king, I couldn’t live with my citizens bright stainless and blued features being scarred.
I said all of that to tell you folks I ran over a Yellowjacket nest. It’s been a few years since I’ve had a nest, forgot how ferocious those little boogers are. 2200 hours, operation “ 93 octane from above” commences.
Well, I get attacked out of nowhere by several intruders, hits are coming in from all directions, I go running to towards the pool and dive in, the attack is over instantly thank goodness. I shakily surface and the coast is clear. I quietly make my way into my castle to dress the wounds, luckily blood loss was at a minimum. After collecting myself, I see the enemy who has breached my borders, I have dealt with these invaders before and have only one option, at 1224 hours, war was declared. I have mobilized my ground forces and we attack their home bases at 2200 hours. This vast .33 acre nation shall not be invaded and colonized by these mongrels. Luckily, only the king was attacked, his citizens were practicing their hold out protocols in their bunkers. I’m still counting my blessings none of them were harmed. As king, I couldn’t live with my citizens bright stainless and blued features being scarred.
I said all of that to tell you folks I ran over a Yellowjacket nest. It’s been a few years since I’ve had a nest, forgot how ferocious those little boogers are. 2200 hours, operation “ 93 octane from above” commences.