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Originally Posted by
kwilkinson 

That sounds like it would have been hilarious to watch.
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Originally Posted by
VKK3450 
I wish I could have seen that.
K
Oh, it was quite dumb, and I cursed myself the whole time I was up there. That was a lot of cursing. I told R the story last night and today she had me re-tell it to her folks over lunch after I ripped out the Bougainvillas from the back flower garden.
then, after lunch today, I went to trim some of the tall stalk-y plants outside our bedroom window. These plants are in a small space just outside the inner patio fence (the gate sticks so I just leave it shut, and a three-step stair up to a raised deck which is cluttered with deck lounges and the other detritus of homeownership. As I trim the stalk-y plants, I have to stand on the stairs between the plants and these other weird plants that border the pool.
So I make a few passes to bring them down to my height, and what comes flying out of the f*cking stalks? Hornets. Dozens of hornets. My brain screams retreat, but the gate to my right is stuck shut, can't go forward into the stalks, can't go backwards into the bushes, I drop the trimmers, climb the stairs and try to step on one of the lounges that are together but my foot sinks through the straps, and so I cross over it and gingerly pick my foot out as the hornets are swarming. Jumped off the patio and joined my chuckling wife and in-laws.
first I have to deal with the fucking fanged bougainvillas and now hornets.