I'm suspecting he got a bit carried away with the success of his toy and aggresivly pursued the bee's just a bit to long.
Then again he probably forgot vinyl siding has a lower melting point than the aluminum variant does. ;p

he forgot to use a good suppressor.. like the foam
in a can they sell at Home Depot.

Kudos to the cuz, Donnah..at least he tried. Too bad bout the siding.

I love smashing hornets (mud-dobber) nest. they like building against the stucco on my porch the best.
My husband took a nest (comb, whatever) fishing with him. He heard the larve made good bait.
However, he didn't use it and left it in the truck. One morning, he opened the door and it was full of hornets.
So he made a big ass flame-thrower and....unfortunately,
the vinyl seat covers melted
:)

He used a flamethrower inside his truck? Was he out of grenades?

heh-heh
Actually, I should be telling about what a genius he is. Instead of here playing hooky from work and tellin' tales. BTW, the hornet part was true.
But that could happen to anyone.
Did I ever tell you about a nephew of yours that called about a place to rent.
When he came back to FL after living in Arkansas for quite a few years. His brother ask him to call about a place. The lady told him it would be such-n-such with security. He said, "oh I don't need secuity, I got guns"
Is that precious? my boy.

Heh. That's a good one. Another funny one was what your other son said when there was some conflagration and our dad was bailing him out of jail:
Dad: "Get your possessions."
Boy: "Oh, they didn't get me for possession, Granddaddy. They got me for *arson*."

Like Art Linkletter said, "Kids say the darndest things."

I eat any flying echinerdermata or however you spell it, for breakfast..

I hate wasps, bees, yellow jackets, green ones..black ones, ones that don't bite, ones that die after they bite you, ones that don't die afer they bite you...the little ones, the great big ones..the ones without wings, the ones with wings, the ones that build their nests underground, overhead, in a hole, on the bottom of transformers (the worst) under the house, and in a junkyard car..and any other stray ones I may have missed. They fear me. They won't build within a half mile of my house. They have notified all of their related species of my existence...life is good.

wanna see him shrivel ? Carbon tet

Csason, I like your responces as much as I like Donnah's choice of articles :)
We need to talk about red ants; they're evil.

trackback again

http://twizted-reality.blogspot.com/2007/01/honey-bee-flaming.html

my brother went after a ball under a corncrib in S. Georgia once when he was eight..he was bitten by several wasps and also bumped a hornets nest..which almost blinded him. Now he is allergic to them and carries an epi-kit. Forty years later, I was at a family reunion when my other brother brought my 2 1/2 year old youngest to me, all sweaty and limp. She had been bitten by one little wood ant, and was in anaphalaxis. We were 20 miles from the nearest hospital-which I was able to shorten to eight by keeping a town car floored all the way there.

So I have no problem contaminating the countryside with all sorts of chemicals...

Hair spray makes a nice Viet Cong toaster, too.