Ive had a bad rep with wasps since birth: •Stepping on a wasp as a 2.5 year old child •pissing one off after a soccer game and getting stung in the armpit But recently (just this Tuesday) i had the unthinkable happen: "I was at work, digging up some grass in prep for concrete to be poured a bit later. As i was pulling up the grass, i pissed off a sizeable nest of Yellow Jackets, who started swarming. Me, being the oblivious shitlord i am, thinks they are sweat bees (i couldnt see without my glasses) and starts swatting at them. My brother high tailed it out of there so i was confused but determined to get the shit done, so i stood amidst the swarm for a solid 10 mins then tried headig inside. Before i could get far, i had 2 big Red Wasps land on my pant leg above my phone. So i froze remembering my stings. I stood there for maybe 3 mins trying to get them off. Eventually 1 left but one stubborn hecker remained. The stubborn wasp wouldn't get off even with my idiot ass [b]asking[/b] it to get off. Eventually i had enough of it crawing up my pantleg, so i just let the -blam!-er crawl on my hand and held him for like a solid 30 seconds before i shook my shirt vigorously and he skeedaddled out of there. Finally went inside without being stung by a yellow jacket swarm or wasps. [b]It was pretty NEAT[/b] [spoiler]that one stubborn wasp got in when the roof was cut open and just followed me the whole rest of the day. Still never got stung[/spoiler] [spoiler]Am i Stinger Lord, lord of the stingers? Also, cake or ice cream?[/spoiler]