"No" he said, "It kills them"
He broke out in hives.
We had some drinks, nice guy, wants to be in a heavy metal-band
I thought I was the bee's knees.
Is the cagey bee.
Unable to resist the temptation, Brian goes into the shop. "I am the world's leading expert on European wasps and the sounds that they make. I'd very much like to listen to the new LP you have advertised in the window."
"Certainly, Sir," says the young man behind the counter. "If you'd like to step into the booth and put on the headphones, I'll put the LP on for you."
Brian, the world's leading expert on European wasps, goes into the booth and puts on the earphones.
Ten minutes later, he comes out of the booth and announces, "I am the world's leading expert on European wasps and the sounds that they make and yet I recognized none of those."
"I'm sorry Sir," says the young assistant. "If you'd care to step into the booth, I can let you have another 10 minutes."
Brian, the world's leading expert on European wasps and the sounds they make, steps back into the booth and replaces the headphones. Ten minutes later, he comes out of the booth shaking his head. "I don't understand it," he says, "I am the worlds leading expert on European wasps and the sounds that they make, and yet I still can't recognise any of those!"
"I really am terribly sorry," says the young assistant, "I've just realised I was playing you the bee side!"
Now it's a washp
"Is this good for wasps ?" a man asked the retailer.
"No, it kills them" the retailer replayed.
I recently went to buy some bug spray for bee problem I had. All they had was wasp and hornet spray. So I asked the cashier if it was good for bees. She said no, it's terrible for them....
"I'd like a wasp please". The owner stares at him and reples "We don't sell wasps", to which the customer reples "Yes you do, you've got one in the window".
I said how much for the wasp?
He said he didn't sell wasps
I said well there's one in your window
One's a British WASP, and the other is a USB.
I was sitting in the back yard with a friend, when we notice this yellow jacket on the ground. He's crawling around and something is obviously wrong, as he can't fly and was making slow, pained movements around a plastic spoon.
My friend says "Should we help him?"
I replied, "Maybe we can take him to the wasp-ital..."
Was on the phone with both of my parents today while sitting on my porch. An unidentified insect flies by so I ask my mother, "Mom, how do you know if it's a Wasp?"
My dad replies, "Well, is it carrying a Bible?"
So I work at a hardware store/fish & tackle shop on a fairly affluent barrier island in Florida...tons of rich old WASPs (we're talking DuPont heir money here).
Anyways, a regular comes up to the front register with a saw and some saw blades. I took note of his purchases and said to the guy "How do these work? Some sort of coping mechanism?"
He looked down for a second, began to explain (in a somewhat demeaning tone) how a coping saw works, looked up and saw my shit eating grin.
grooaaannnn "Oh you ass, that was witty. You got me though!"
I later learned that day that his wife had died three months earlier...whoops.
"No, it kills them."
"No, it kills them."
He said, “No, it kills them.”
