I have never been stung by a wasp or bee, so I don't have an accurate idea of how much it hurts, so I just assume that it really hurts and run away whenever I see one
I have never been stung by a wasp or bee, so I don't have an accurate idea of how much it hurts, so I just assume that it really hurts and run away whenever I see one
Yeah, it's pretty deeply unpleasant. When I was 4 a wasp landed on my nose in school and I was told to keep very still.
THE FUCKER STUNG ME INSIDE MY NOSTRIL!
Moral of the story? Keeping still does nothing, run like fuck
Got stung by like five wasps (because they had a nest in this little crook of a building and apparently walking past it too close warrants being attacked) on the right calf when I was in grade five. I cried because man I was a cry baby I am not even going to lie.
really though, their stings hurt and you'll bitch about it but it's really not that terrible (unless you're allergic)
unless you're allergic, getting stung is not that big of a deal
so I disagree with Quirk
I mean, getting stung inside your nostril would hurt more than getting stung most places but that's hardly going to be typical
Oh yeah, in the grand scheme of things it's just a bit painful for a while, much less pleasant than most things that happen to you on a daily basis though.
I've been stung a bunch more since then and that was by far the worst
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I was 13 or 14 and I kicked a dog(chow) that jumped on my dog right in the ribs. Then wrapped my arms around its neck and put all my weight on its side. Then its owner tried to have me arrested for injuring his dog that got into my yard and attacked my dog.
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I have a few vivid memories of being stung by bees. Second oldest one I can remember was when I was at an aunt/uncle's place in Maine. I remember that the front steps of the house had a nest underneath (and I knew this at the time). In order to avoid them I thought I would be fine just leaping over the steps and bolting forward at top speed. NOPE! Apparently I had pissed them off enough already to get them to sting me as soon as a landed on the ground. It was less of a bolt and more of a hobble after that. After that my mom took me on a walk down to the local store so we could buy an onion to put on the wound.
Bee stings are pretty annoying most of the time, but it's more of a sharp sudden stinging pain that you have to think about for a couple seconds before you realize what it is, followed by continued pain and throbbing for a while after the ordeal, but then you move on and it hurts less and less. It tends to hurt, yes, but it's only temporary (again, as long as you're not allergic).
This guy is going to either grow up to be a dude that always tells people about the time he beat up a coyote when he was 7, or the baddest-ass motherfucker on the planet.
I just got done eatin' some delicious tacos and then I remembered I had a case of water out in the truck, and I was thinking how nice it would be to have something to drink without having to go to bum fuck Egypt to get some.
So, there I was, with a chicken quesadilla in one hand and a drink in the other, carrying up this case of water, with all that slippery plastic shit on it that makes getting a grip on it hard enough with two hands, but more difficult when you're carrying other shit.
I got the quesadilla sitting on top of the case of water, and holding it in one hand, and a drink from the taco joint in the other, and I have to fumble for my wallet to open up the door to the dorms, which I managed fairly well, and then I have to go wait for the fuckin' elevator to travel up and down all over the place, since there is only one working one in that wing. In the meantime, some nitwits were locked outside because they didn't have a card or something to open up the door, so I go let them in while I'm carrying all this shit, having to use my ass to open up both sets of doors, and just as I do so, the damn elevator comes down, so I have to sprint my ass to the elevator so I can catch it before some twat on another floor hits the button.
But the people I let in weren't content to just be discourteous and not offer a thank you for letting their asses in when my hands were full, but they felt they had to get on the elevator and slow it down by selecting a couple of floors below me.
Finally, upon reaching my arrival, and feeling my grip slipping on my water and the food for later, I am able to hold my provisions and drink in one hand while I get my keys and manage to open the door without bein able to see which key I'm using, having to select it by feel out of 15 keys.
I just wanted to say, fuck that shit.
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I guess the wolves won a flawless victroy?
they didn't have a chance
[SIGPIC][/SIGPIC]
that was mostly stupidity though
I once fell into a pit full of fire ants though. That was fun.
he said they would just give up after awhile
[SIGPIC][/SIGPIC]
oh god
but then I was like
"oh...bees"
[SIGPIC][/SIGPIC]
sat there for an hour and a half with my mum plucking them out one by one, didnt get all of them out for a good two weeks
i mean like besides from outside
Dead bee hive.
I can be enjoying a perfectly safe day underwater and it's like "WHEN DID THEY LEARN TO SWIM, WHAT DID I DO TO MAKE THEM SO ANGRY"
[SIGPIC][/SIGPIC]
A portal into another dimension made entirely of dead bees.
EDIT: It's your sweet, honey-like secretions, Bear.
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Yeah, it's pretty deeply unpleasant. When I was 4 a wasp landed on my nose in school and I was told to keep very still.
THE FUCKER STUNG ME INSIDE MY NOSTRIL!
Moral of the story? Keeping still does nothing, run like fuck
so I disagree with Quirk
I mean, getting stung inside your nostril would hurt more than getting stung most places but that's hardly going to be typical
Wow, holy shit.
Got stung by like five wasps (because they had a nest in this little crook of a building and apparently walking past it too close warrants being attacked) on the right calf when I was in grade five. I cried because man I was a cry baby I am not even going to lie.
really though, their stings hurt and you'll bitch about it but it's really not that terrible (unless you're allergic)
That's actually due to a typo in the story. In all fairness though, the fish did most of the work.
Oh yeah, in the grand scheme of things it's just a bit painful for a while, much less pleasant than most things that happen to you on a daily basis though.
I've been stung a bunch more since then and that was by far the worst
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But then me and my friends found out it the hill belonged to a bunch of wretched fire ants - some of them even had fucking wings.
So we were like, "FUCK FUCK." and ran off all scared.
I was a blithering pussy.
Bee stings are pretty annoying most of the time, but it's more of a sharp sudden stinging pain that you have to think about for a couple seconds before you realize what it is, followed by continued pain and throbbing for a while after the ordeal, but then you move on and it hurts less and less. It tends to hurt, yes, but it's only temporary (again, as long as you're not allergic).
so I cut it open
FLOODS OF BABY SPIDERS OH GOD
One of those.
unless you are actually a pedophile
We're having a public transit strike right now, so this story was clearly overlooked
Dear satan I wish for this or maybe some of this....oh and I'm a medium or a large.
The harder the rain, honey, the sweeter the sun.
So, there I was, with a chicken quesadilla in one hand and a drink in the other, carrying up this case of water, with all that slippery plastic shit on it that makes getting a grip on it hard enough with two hands, but more difficult when you're carrying other shit.
I got the quesadilla sitting on top of the case of water, and holding it in one hand, and a drink from the taco joint in the other, and I have to fumble for my wallet to open up the door to the dorms, which I managed fairly well, and then I have to go wait for the fuckin' elevator to travel up and down all over the place, since there is only one working one in that wing. In the meantime, some nitwits were locked outside because they didn't have a card or something to open up the door, so I go let them in while I'm carrying all this shit, having to use my ass to open up both sets of doors, and just as I do so, the damn elevator comes down, so I have to sprint my ass to the elevator so I can catch it before some twat on another floor hits the button.
But the people I let in weren't content to just be discourteous and not offer a thank you for letting their asses in when my hands were full, but they felt they had to get on the elevator and slow it down by selecting a couple of floors below me.
Finally, upon reaching my arrival, and feeling my grip slipping on my water and the food for later, I am able to hold my provisions and drink in one hand while I get my keys and manage to open the door without bein able to see which key I'm using, having to select it by feel out of 15 keys.
I just wanted to say, fuck that shit.