I have some friends from Austria visiting this week. Since my dog Stretch is known to be a show-off...he was demonstrating his digging skills. That little rascal dug up a hornets nest and they swarmed...they were pissed. He was stung three times...once on the end of his nose and once on his left paw, and once close to his Johnson. I took four on my forehead, two on my left ear, and two on my right leg. One of my friends took a couple on the arm. The true definition of breaking for cover was illustrated.

Anyway, I called my good buddy Yabu for advice and he said "torch em'". I filled up the hole Stretch dug with gas...found their back door...filled it up as well...and fired 'em up. They are now toast. Good thing I had a hundred foot hose close by, or I would've burned down the neighborhood.

Yabu did not explain "overkill".

All is well in the Brier Patch.