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Originally Posted by The Batlord
The absolute worst is when you're just chilling in your room and all of a sudden there's a ****ing wasp flying around and you're forced to flee like a bitch, trapping it in your room and now you have no idea what to do. So you wrap yourself in a ridiculous amount of clothes like a god damn beekeeper and occasionally build up the courage to sneak into your room with some sort of makeshift flail, desperately searching for any sign of the wasp that is now nowhere to be seen, until you see it, strike, miss, and run with your tail between your legs.
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Abso-****ing-lutely! I once walked into my room, saw a ****ing HUGE wasp hovering near my light (about the centre of the room), ducked out. Waited for like ten minutes before I plucked up the courage to sidle in, broom in hand, to push open the window enough so he could fly out, ****ed off again for a half hour, came back and he was gone. ****ed if I'm tackling a wasp as big as a small helicopter! Those things are EVIL!