Hmm... I've been stung at least 75-80 times in my life. I'll just tell you the story of the most painful motherfucking sting I've ever gotten...
I live kinda out in the country, and let me say, I've seen some BIG motherfucking bee's around here, namely hornets.
2 summers ago, I was in the backyard, grilling out a little lunch for me and a couple guys. Then we noticed them. There were three hornets sitting on the picnic table that's on my deck. One, was apparently hurt, and about ready to die, the other two were circling it, for whatever reason.
These hornets were between 3.5 and 4 inches long, and probably 1 - 1.5 inches in diameter. I had never seen ANYTHING like that in my life. I had long gotten past my fear of bees/wasps of any kind, it didn't hurt anymore, and the poison didn't bother me, it was like spraining an ankle, a sharp sting of quick pain, that instantly recedes quicky. No problem. However, I was terrified of these.
I grabbed my sisters water-gun, and shot at them to get rid of the two that could fly, and prepared to put the third out of its misery. I grabbed some hornet/wasp killer, and a bucket. I sprayed A LOT of it in the bucket, and quickly placed it over the hornet, lifted it like 1/2 an inch, sprayed some more in there, and put a book on top of it and left it there for a few minutes.
Then I took a broom, and knocked the bucket over (hey, I told you I was terrified) and sure enough, it was dead. I finished the grilling, and handed the plate to my friend. I went inside to wash my hands, and went back out. The two big-ass hornets were back out, flying around the dead hornet. They were a good 15 feet away, so didn't bother me too much, I started heading out to the yard where my friends where, and as soon as I got off the two steps that lead from my deck to the yard, my friend yelled "look out!", naturally, I turned around real quick, and saw one of the hornets for a spit second right before it hit me.
He stung me right on my left man-titty, about 2 inches above my nipple. The sheer power, and intensity of pain from that sting, threw me 2-3 feet backwards, and on the ground. It instantly became swollen to near the size of a softball, but cut in half.
This was pain beyond pain, I've never felt anything like that. I've had broken bones, stitches all over the place, I've been in a SERIOUS car accident in which I "was lucky to come out alive", and the pain from those, couldn't even compare to this.
Approximately 30 seconds after I was stung, I passed out from the pain. I woke up in the hospital, and was given a morphine drip to ease the pain, and an anti-toxin to control the poison.
Once again, I am utterly terrified of any sort of bee, regardless of size. Because of this experience, I went from a person who would crush a wasp with his thumb, to someone who runs like a school-girl from a honey bee.
Moral of the story? If you see one of those big-ass 3-4 inch hornets, run... run like you've never ran before.... unless you're addicted to morphine, then I guess it's an easy way to get a morphine drip. But hijacking an ambulance and going to prison for 10 years, getting shivved every week would be less painful.. but hey... different strokes for different folks.
I live kinda out in the country, and let me say, I've seen some BIG motherfucking bee's around here, namely hornets.
2 summers ago, I was in the backyard, grilling out a little lunch for me and a couple guys. Then we noticed them. There were three hornets sitting on the picnic table that's on my deck. One, was apparently hurt, and about ready to die, the other two were circling it, for whatever reason.
These hornets were between 3.5 and 4 inches long, and probably 1 - 1.5 inches in diameter. I had never seen ANYTHING like that in my life. I had long gotten past my fear of bees/wasps of any kind, it didn't hurt anymore, and the poison didn't bother me, it was like spraining an ankle, a sharp sting of quick pain, that instantly recedes quicky. No problem. However, I was terrified of these.
I grabbed my sisters water-gun, and shot at them to get rid of the two that could fly, and prepared to put the third out of its misery. I grabbed some hornet/wasp killer, and a bucket. I sprayed A LOT of it in the bucket, and quickly placed it over the hornet, lifted it like 1/2 an inch, sprayed some more in there, and put a book on top of it and left it there for a few minutes.
Then I took a broom, and knocked the bucket over (hey, I told you I was terrified) and sure enough, it was dead. I finished the grilling, and handed the plate to my friend. I went inside to wash my hands, and went back out. The two big-ass hornets were back out, flying around the dead hornet. They were a good 15 feet away, so didn't bother me too much, I started heading out to the yard where my friends where, and as soon as I got off the two steps that lead from my deck to the yard, my friend yelled "look out!", naturally, I turned around real quick, and saw one of the hornets for a spit second right before it hit me.
He stung me right on my left man-titty, about 2 inches above my nipple. The sheer power, and intensity of pain from that sting, threw me 2-3 feet backwards, and on the ground. It instantly became swollen to near the size of a softball, but cut in half.
This was pain beyond pain, I've never felt anything like that. I've had broken bones, stitches all over the place, I've been in a SERIOUS car accident in which I "was lucky to come out alive", and the pain from those, couldn't even compare to this.
Approximately 30 seconds after I was stung, I passed out from the pain. I woke up in the hospital, and was given a morphine drip to ease the pain, and an anti-toxin to control the poison.
Once again, I am utterly terrified of any sort of bee, regardless of size. Because of this experience, I went from a person who would crush a wasp with his thumb, to someone who runs like a school-girl from a honey bee.
Moral of the story? If you see one of those big-ass 3-4 inch hornets, run... run like you've never ran before.... unless you're addicted to morphine, then I guess it's an easy way to get a morphine drip. But hijacking an ambulance and going to prison for 10 years, getting shivved every week would be less painful.. but hey... different strokes for different folks.