If you think about it, a bee sting is metal as fuck. Like, that creature decided to give up its life to defend its home because it thinks you're going to hurt the hive. Then when it does sting you and pulls out, its ass gets ripped off while dragging out all of its internal organs. Thats some hardcore shit. And then wasps be like
Wasp: oh you blinked? STING! You blinked again? STING! Oh youre gonna cry about it? STING
Wasp:
Wasp:
Wasp:
Wasp: Pussy
I was always the one (when I was little) that had to go step on the bees. One day I didn't go near "the bee" because I knew it was a wasp. Someone else decided to go kill it and the wasp went all psycho. That kid had to go home.
There's a kind of wasp that releases pheremones when it's killed that will cling to anybody nearby, those pheremones are attack pheremones for other wasps.
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The dead wasp basically paints giant bullseyes on everybody in close vicinity.
When my sister and I were 4, we stepped on a old rotting log and a huge swarm of bees came out and stung us head to toe. My mom put us in the tub to get our clothes off since they were stuck to our clothes. There were tons of them just laying in the tub everywhere and my sister and I both looked like we had the measles. I STILL like bees more then wasps.
Wasp: oh you blinked? STING! You blinked again? STING! Oh youre gonna cry about it? STING
Wasp:
Wasp:
Wasp:
Wasp: Pussy
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The dead wasp basically paints giant bullseyes on everybody in close vicinity.
They physically destroy wasp hives... For fun...