There was a bee's nest in the ground next to our well.
Superfrydad discovered it while doing some yard work and proceeded to launch his attack.
I happened to look out the window and saw him walking across the yard with a big long pole that had cloth wrapped around the end of it.
A man + gasoline + fire = disaster waiting to happen.
I got the phone ready in case I needed to dial 911.
He sat and watched the smoke and fire from a safe distance.
I removed my finger from the 9.
Then he came inside and cut an empty coke bottle in half. When I asked him what he was doing, he ignored me.
I put my finger back on the 9.
Obviously, he thought he needed to add a little bit more gasoline to the fire.
What is it with men and fire?
The next day he sprayed a whole can of Raid down in the hole.
I'm pretty sure the bees are gone.
And we did not have to dial 911.
Just like not getting stabbed is always a plus, not having to dial 911 when your husband is doing yard work is also a plus.