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Wasp Hotel
Aug. 30th, 2007 02:44 pmLast night, I was chatting on Xfire with my dear friend LinksLife, when suddenly I started hearing this odd clonking and bumping under my window and on the roof above my head. So I went to the window to see what was going on, thinking it was birds hopping around on the roof/in the bushes under the window.
My crazy father is standing below the window, lobbing rocks at something at the far end of the roof. I demanded, "Hey what are you doing?"
Says he, "There's a paper wasps' nest at the end of the roof. I'm tryin' to aggravate them so I can spray them and get it out of there. Your mother will have a fit if she sees it." I lifted the screen and stuck my head out to see it: sure enough, far off to my left, and on the corner of the roof hung a grey paper wasps' nest about the size of a football
At that moment, my mom stepped outside to see what's going on. Naturally, my dad had to explain what he was up to and show her the nest. Thankfully, she didn't pitch a fit. She just wants it down before the nest turns into a wasp hotel.
My crazy father is standing below the window, lobbing rocks at something at the far end of the roof. I demanded, "Hey what are you doing?"
Says he, "There's a paper wasps' nest at the end of the roof. I'm tryin' to aggravate them so I can spray them and get it out of there. Your mother will have a fit if she sees it." I lifted the screen and stuck my head out to see it: sure enough, far off to my left, and on the corner of the roof hung a grey paper wasps' nest about the size of a football
At that moment, my mom stepped outside to see what's going on. Naturally, my dad had to explain what he was up to and show her the nest. Thankfully, she didn't pitch a fit. She just wants it down before the nest turns into a wasp hotel.