We’ve got both nests here. Like Drew and Michael B. That’s the one event in my life where I’ll go overboard to be sure they are dead. Something clicks in my head and I get intense.
One year, in a ground nest, I poured gasoline down the hole and then lit it. It probably burned for 15 minutes like the volcano onion stack in a Hibachi Restaurant.
One year, in a ground nest, I poured gasoline down the hole and then lit it. It probably burned for 15 minutes like the volcano onion stack in a Hibachi Restaurant.