I'm sure Yellow Jackets serve a useful purpose, or God wouldn't have made these critters. And we all know that God don't make mistakes, but sometimes I think maybe the good Lord got a bit a distracted on the plan for these fellas. And unlike most hornets or wasps, they sap-suckers build their dang nests in the ground so some poor unsuspecting fella like me and Chris James can trample upon their homeplace, and pay dearly for doing so. I learned three things this day: Chris can run fast, you can't run worth dang carrying rabbit boxes, and no matter how fast you think you can run, you ain't outrunning no damn Yellow Jackets.
