Any wasp experts?
Discussion
Ok, long story short: we have a wasp nest in a birdhouse close to our back door.
So I prepped a big bucket of water, waited until sundown and slammed some masking tape over the hole.
The wasps had eaten away the back and a good 50 of them escaped. The others are all dead, drowned un the bucket.
However the 50 are now looking menacing about 3 feet from my back door, massing on the bare fence where the birdhouse used to be.
Will they f
k off or do I have to take them on one by one?
They're angry. Very angry.
So I prepped a big bucket of water, waited until sundown and slammed some masking tape over the hole.
The wasps had eaten away the back and a good 50 of them escaped. The others are all dead, drowned un the bucket.
However the 50 are now looking menacing about 3 feet from my back door, massing on the bare fence where the birdhouse used to be.
Will they f
k off or do I have to take them on one by one?They're angry. Very angry.
I'm pretty sure I got the queen. She would have been buried deep.
The bird box was the size of a shoebox with an opening the size of a 10p. Well, it was until the littles ate the back out of it.
Just looked again now and hour on. Still 15 or so hanging around on the fence. It's a shared fence so sadly can't be burned down or shot or something fun.
The bird box was the size of a shoebox with an opening the size of a 10p. Well, it was until the little
s ate the back out of it.Just looked again now and hour on. Still 15 or so hanging around on the fence. It's a shared fence so sadly can't be burned down or shot or something fun.
Just read online that tomorrow I should dust the fence in wasp killer spray stuff.
Will do that, am still a bit scared and now its full dark out there.
I also have the other few hundred drowned cadavers to deal with too, I'll probably just pour them into the neighbour's garden while they're out.
Will do that, am still a bit scared and now its full dark out there.
I also have the other few hundred drowned cadavers to deal with too, I'll probably just pour them into the neighbour's garden while they're out.
Sorry for the delay in response, the wifi was fubar down here in hell.
As most of you expected the remaining wasps did get their act together and killed me. It was quite impressive actually, they found a way into the house through some of those breather bricks. They lay in wait for me and when I stepped out of the shower yesterday morning they sprung their trap. One had knocked some hand soap onto the tiles and I slipped. Once I was on the deck they came in like Japanese kamikaze fighters out of the sun. Sting after sting they placed precisely on my glans, there was no let up, my poor helmet took the brunt of over 300 venomous attacks. To say it was sore was an understatement.
As I stood one of them flew into my nose, up through my breathing tubes and into my brain, perfectly placing a sting right into my Medulla Oblongata. I went down like a pile of bricks and that was where they found me - naked with an angry looking purple cock-end the size of a watermelon and a surprised look on my face.
So that's that really. Hell isn't too bad. Some dude comes into my room each night and rubs my bell with sandpaper but the positives outweigh the negatives: fuel is only 30p a gallon and used car prices are surprisingly affordable.
That's it for me, thanks for all the help.
As most of you expected the remaining wasps did get their act together and killed me. It was quite impressive actually, they found a way into the house through some of those breather bricks. They lay in wait for me and when I stepped out of the shower yesterday morning they sprung their trap. One had knocked some hand soap onto the tiles and I slipped. Once I was on the deck they came in like Japanese kamikaze fighters out of the sun. Sting after sting they placed precisely on my glans, there was no let up, my poor helmet took the brunt of over 300 venomous attacks. To say it was sore was an understatement.
As I stood one of them flew into my nose, up through my breathing tubes and into my brain, perfectly placing a sting right into my Medulla Oblongata. I went down like a pile of bricks and that was where they found me - naked with an angry looking purple cock-end the size of a watermelon and a surprised look on my face.
So that's that really. Hell isn't too bad. Some dude comes into my room each night and rubs my bell with sandpaper but the positives outweigh the negatives: fuel is only 30p a gallon and used car prices are surprisingly affordable.
That's it for me, thanks for all the help.
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