08-30-2018, 09:03 PM
Last weekend I was mowing the back yard, and found a nice nest of yellow jackets (flying Satan's jerks). Fortunately I was able to speed away before I was stung. So I plotted and planned. And once the sun went down I went to look for my wasp spray in my garage of junk...... Could not find it. But I found some other things....
Gloves.
Trigger light Butane torch.
Spray can of carburetor cleaner.
Mu ha ha ha !!!!
I sprayed the nest with carb cleaner. Lit it on fire with the torch, and watched flaming wasps try to escape. But.. a few of them escaped ! Oh no !
Wait.. I remember.. summer camp... hey ! Handled properly a can of carb cleaner sprayed in bursts into a torch flame produces really cool fireballs !
I confess to giggling like a little boy as I launched fireballs at the wasps, and into the air in general, for a few minutes. Until my son came out and said "What the hell are you doing, Dad ?" He then helped, and we were both giggling like little boys.
Inside every man is a nasty little boy trying to get out.
Gloves.
Trigger light Butane torch.
Spray can of carburetor cleaner.
Mu ha ha ha !!!!
I sprayed the nest with carb cleaner. Lit it on fire with the torch, and watched flaming wasps try to escape. But.. a few of them escaped ! Oh no !
Wait.. I remember.. summer camp... hey ! Handled properly a can of carb cleaner sprayed in bursts into a torch flame produces really cool fireballs !
I confess to giggling like a little boy as I launched fireballs at the wasps, and into the air in general, for a few minutes. Until my son came out and said "What the hell are you doing, Dad ?" He then helped, and we were both giggling like little boys.
Inside every man is a nasty little boy trying to get out.