A little Killer Bee Removal Advice
When the first place you call has someone with "Doctor" prefixed to his name answering the phone, keep shopping around. I want my Killer Bees removed, not psychoanalyzed. Saved over three hundred bucks.
BTW, just as the Bee-Eraser said, all the scout bees came back to the tree. They formed a small knot of hobo-bees, huddling around a pot of stew, wondering drunkenly where the hell everybody went. "Farging Bee-yotch of a Queen di'in't even leave a forwarding address!" Oughtta be gone by tomorrow.
BTW, just as the Bee-Eraser said, all the scout bees came back to the tree. They formed a small knot of hobo-bees, huddling around a pot of stew, wondering drunkenly where the hell everybody went. "Farging Bee-yotch of a Queen di'in't even leave a forwarding address!" Oughtta be gone by tomorrow.
Labels: tis the season
posted by Cowboy Blob @ 8:54 PM
1 Comments:
At 10:45 AM,
Anonymous said…
If they're on the ground, you can go out early in the morning when they're dormant an pour gasoline on 'em. Kills 'em in a heartbeat.
When they're in a tree, gotta call a pro. You're right.
Otherwise, you might get naked, stand under the tree, and try whacking 'em with a stick!!!!
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