that get me when the zombie apocalypse comes. It’ll be the damn yellow jackets on their rotting corpses. I’m allergic to yellow jacket stings - think peanut allergy.
My husband says I need a multi-gazillionaire BDSM romance novel boyfriend- who wants me to be his girlfriend (for no obvious reason)- but who can use his vast wealth to eliminate the scourge of yellow jackets from the face of the earth. ”Do torture sex on me… now!”
See this post about Fifty Shades of Mom Porn regarding expunging the word “moist” from the dictionary.
I’ve lost two days this week to the side effects of unpleasant medications.
I’ve been stung for the second time in a week. The first time was an accidental human/honey bee collision. I’m allergic to honey bees but not deathly allergic, although it was a near thing. Early this morning we were hiking up a familiar trail - hubby and Jake a few steps ahead of me — apparently they disturbed a nest of yellow jackets which turned and swarmed after me.
So sorry you missed the sight of me running down a steep, rocky hill at top speed - nice to know I can still run at top speed - screaming my lungs out, swatting at yellow jackets. This wasn’t a question of outrunning the person next to me, I had to outrun the swarm.
My allergy to yellow jackets started a few years back when I was stung three times in ten days. I hate them. I want Christian Grey to use his vast fortune to expunge them all for me.
Dear Christian - you can smack me bum all you want if you’ll just rid the world of yellow jackets.
In 3rd grade I was stung by just one yellow jacket at recess. Builders were clearing a wooded lot next to the playground, and three of us playing marbles were stung by the swarm. My foot puffed up immediately, and the other girl’s finger got red. But the boy who was stung on the face gasped to breathe and might have died, but the grade school was only two blocks from the hospital and the custodian tossed us in his car and drove us to the ER. He was our hero.
I’m glad he was okay, Marylin. There’s something about yellow jackets that is so reactive. And they are nasty creatures. Glad it turned out okay.
Is it me? there was no mention of the heroic Jake and Hubby rushing back down the hill to save you …… Sorry but I was laughing (I know I am an arse, but hey that’s me) so much at the picture in my minds eye of you RUNNING and screaming, bloody multi tasker, and I was hoping that it was going to end with a pond at the bottom of the hill finishing up with a photo of you taken by hubby sitting there swiping at the last of the wasps as they flap their wings in an attempt to dry off as they circle your dripping head ….
But you do know I am glad you survived xxxxx
I hope you feel better soon. I’m sure that’s scary. I know it’s not funny, but picturing you running and screaming was probably a sight to see to those who didn’t know why.
I’m glad you’re ok! Nasty yellow jackets. How dare they sting you.
I’m so sorry. Cristian and I disturbed a wasp nest once and got swarmed. Cristian was stung on the face and I totally freaked out. It’s really scary. Hope you are feeling better, hon!
Maybe Christian Grey could make the bees sign a contract. Heeeeee!
I have been told I am allergic to stings but haven’t had to use the epipen. A few weeks ago I was stung three times by mudwasps and my legs swelled up like balloons. It was itchy and ugly too.
My point: I feel your pain. I would also like all horse, deer and black flies removed. I think if you and I and the rest of your friends put a list together of all the bugs we would like removed from the earth, it would be a damn long list.
Steph - I would like to claw my skin off. I do know exactly how you feel.
No, Penny, he is so powerful he can just have them eliminated. Expunged. Poor Cristian!
Oh Casey… I hate them so…
Amber, everyone within ear shot was staring, I think because they thought I’d run into a rattle snake - which I would have preferred!
Yeah, well, Tom… Hubby put Jake on a leash and called after me — “Don’t panic. Slow down, remember your knee.” And I yelled back — “You slow down, you *&^%%$&**((!!!” And then he laughed.
I asked, “Didn’t you see them when you walked by?”
He answered, “I saw a few.”
I asked, “And it didn’t occur to you to tell me???”
Oooooooooh!
My bro’s allergic too. Be careful, girlfriend.
Good luck with Christian lol..
Sorry about everything…I hate those buggers too…
Thanks, Savannah! BDSM in exchange for ridding the world of yellow jackets!
I feel for your brother, Sandra.
Oh, Julia!! That’s no fun. I hope you’re feeling better. Why don’t we put Christian’s money to good use and rid the word of all pesky bugs? Maybe he can bring back the honey bees, instead and figure out something that’ll help with an immunity to, you know, yellow jacket stings.*big hugs*
Cockroaches…
I’ll take cockroaches over yellow jackets, Anny.
Yes, Juli - lets!