I think this is the right moment to tell you about my wasp story. Warning: the story contains a whole lot of NOPE.
Summer 2013, 27th July - Germany.
It's a special day because today we (me and a bunch of friends) are going to the "Juicy Beats Festival". It is an electronic type music Festival that is held in a giant park in Dortmund.
So here I am, in the morning, getting ready, packing stuff and going out. Here is the key moment, I forgot to close the balcony door.
Okay so I'm going to the Festival, having a good time/night, dance, do drugs, the usual festival stuff.
Fast forwards to "heading home".
Now I'm going up the stairs, open my door and the first thing I saw was 2 wasps flying around the corridor... I'm super exhausted and didnt't really gave a fuck, I just wanted to fall in my bed. So I just closed my door and wanted to take care of them the next day. Now the shitty Part, I went in my room, looked around, and all hell broke lose. Literally Wasps everywhere...I'm not talking about 5, I'm talking about 20-30 of them. I was like "What the actual fuck!"
After that I looked around my flat and I was the wasps took over every god damn room.
I called my friends but not a single one picked up the phone, passed out most likely...
The fucked-upness and weakness was strong in me and I had to do something, I had to fight back, for humanity. So I equipped my motorcycle helmet, leather gloves and a badminton racket and raged. Roasted them with Hairspray-fire and conquered. I cleared every room except for the bathroom. That's when I heard my inner voice and I knew I had to end it with a big boom.
I had an amazing idea (I really believed that at that moment):
First I took my big plastic trash bin and filled it with some honey...
Then I placed the honey-bucket in the bathtub, closed the door and waited for the evil bastards to go in there for their last meal...
I constantly checked and when almost all of them (except 2 out of 14) I placed a Mosquito-Net over the bucket, sprayed Akimbo Hairspray in it, went to the door, lit a match and fucking threw it in the bucket and closed the door at the same time. BOOOOM! The Bucket literally blew up and burned down. The plastic stunk so extremely bad, but I felt like a mixture between a genius and a badass. Fuck yeah. Worth it. Blame the drugs. Don't do kids drugs.