Ouch! That remnds of an incident a few years ago with my nephew. We're sitting on the dock at my favorite fishing hole, swatting at wasps nesting under the bench we're sitting on. My nephew, about 15 at the time, says "Check it out, Uncle Paul. If you hold your breath, you can pick up a wasp and it won't sting you." I tell him, "Eric, I'm pretty sure there is no pact between wasps and humans where they agree not to sting us if we're holding our breath. If you mess with those wasps, I promise you they're going to stitch your ass up." Alright, he says. I tell him to wait a minute and get as far from him as possible and tell him to go ahead. He reaches under the bench and grabs the whole nest. I swear, I think they zapped every square in nof his body that wasn't clothed. He had to dive into the pond to escape their wrath. I laughed my ass off, but promised not to tell anyone what happened.