trevmma
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well me and my father in kaw went to my fav field just now, and with all the rain we have had it was a awesome promising day ahead, well we made it down the 1/4 mile long dirt road then at the field we got buried to are axels in his gmc 3500, he kept his cool and said lets walk a little, three small rows in 3 arrowheads, one perfect little bird point super clear flint ridge. scarred we were not going to get the truck out we quit after 15 min. well talked to the farmer after getting through the scary dogs, and he was more than happy to help us with his huge tractor. he had his little boy next to him, so out of happiness i tossed them his way. he was very happy. in the long run i felt good about it. any horror stories like that anyone,
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I was deep in the woods and had discovered a lot of white quartz flakes on a bluff, overlooking a river. The ground was covered in leaves, so... I bent over and started scraping the leaves away with a hand shovel. I heard a Dirt Bike (motorcycle) in the distance and could tell that it was getting closer to where I was. I stopped scraping and cocked my head to listen and was wondering how anyone could get a bike up this far from the road. When I looked back down, I was horrified to discover that I had scraped right into a huge nest of yellow jackets. They were pouring out of the ground like smoke and my entire hand was black and yellow.... covered in them. I then realized the shocking reality that the motorcycle I thought that I was hearing, was a large clump of yellowjackets covering my right ear and stinging the crap out of me!!! I screammed like a murder victim, pulled my hat off and began beating them off of my hand and ear, as I ran for my life! Most of them had attached themselves to my black tee shirt and were trying to sting through it. As I ran, they followed and were even angrier than they were when it started! Out of sheer instinct, I shoved a hankie into my mouth, so as not to inhale any of them. Now......... anyone who knows me, knows two things. One.. the only fear in life that I have is of bees and yellow jackets, hornets and such. Two.... my leg is full of metal screws and i can not run fast or far anymore. I ran as far as I could, stopped and looked back, only to see a "smoke" trail rushing toward me! I took off again...... stopped.... looked back and the trail was half as thick as before. I only had one more burst left in me because my knee was going to give out. I rand again and when I stopped for the last time... there were about twenty still attacking me. I killed them all with my hat! The limp back to the road and my truck was a nightmare. My ear was purple and swollen, my had was covered in stings and my knee was swollen beyond belief! I used my cell to alert my wife, in case I went down...but when I made it to my truck... and took off my button up shirt... there was a live yellow jacket buzzing around in there! 
Very clever floor mat trick, I have to remember that one.
