05-06-2009, 08:09 PM
As a kid I had this friend who just had the worst luck with bees. A couple years before I met him he happened to be playing on some fallen branches, inside of which was a beehive. He had to be rushed to the hospital because of how many times he got stung.
Fast forward a few years, to when he lived nearby, and one summer bees made this huge hive underneath their porch. It was a family affair to get rid of that effer. One evening they all put coats and long pants on, his mom got the lawn mower going, him and his dad got some cans of Raid, and his little brother got the garden hose. His brother would spray the hive, causing it to fall and break apart, meanwhile his mom would grind the pieces up with the mower, all the while him and his dad ran around spraying Raid over everything.
Fast forward another few years, to when they moved, and they found that bees had a hive behind the bricks on the front of the home they had just purchased. They solved this problem by finding all the cracks between the bricks, where the bees would come in and out, and sealing them up with caulk.
Fast forward a few years, to when he lived nearby, and one summer bees made this huge hive underneath their porch. It was a family affair to get rid of that effer. One evening they all put coats and long pants on, his mom got the lawn mower going, him and his dad got some cans of Raid, and his little brother got the garden hose. His brother would spray the hive, causing it to fall and break apart, meanwhile his mom would grind the pieces up with the mower, all the while him and his dad ran around spraying Raid over everything.
Fast forward another few years, to when they moved, and they found that bees had a hive behind the bricks on the front of the home they had just purchased. They solved this problem by finding all the cracks between the bricks, where the bees would come in and out, and sealing them up with caulk.