When I was a kid, my grandparents had a little farm. They'd kill yellowjackets by spraying them with a pump sprayer filled with kerosene. Killed 'em on the spot, and not as volatile as gas or diesel oil.
Then we'd take the nests down and set 'em on fire.
Based on the irrational memory of the pain I incurred from the sting of a red hornet when I was 3, I would committ suicide if I was stung 2-3 times per year.
I had almost the same experience. As a child I got stung right on the adam's apple. Then the bastard crawled down my shirt and stung my arm. I remember it being very painful, but the fear was probably behind most of that. I didnt know what was happening at first. Now I have a phobia of bees and wasps. I havent been stung since then, either, but I have killed many a nest out of vengeance. I will never forget.
I'm with you Augie... not stung since and I sure as hell don't want that to happen again. I walk my house all the time in the spring and summer to make sure no wasp nests are forming and those that do pay the price.
Got stung by almost a dozen hornets on the back of my neck at West Point, NY back in 1950. Was in the hospital a couple of days because several big boils formed on the stings as a reaction. Last year a red wasp shot out of my backyard shack & got me on the forearm - it swelled up about the size of Popeye's.
The sting was no worse than a bee or one of these local scorpions.
Yellowjacket story. I went to change a lightbulb outside on the back patio. You know ... one of those bulbs up inside a pretty glass enclosure. Anyways - yellowJs has built their little nest up in there and since it was around sunset - they had unfortunately all come back and were home. I reached up inside and grabbed the lightbulb and made one half turn when all hell and damnation broke loose on my right hand. I didn't count, but there was about 5-6 good stings before my brain signaled my hand to get the hell outta there.
The most enjoyable part was going to get the YJ spray and soaking the inside of that damn light cover - and then stopping up the bottom with a piece of cardboard so they coudn't get out. I had about a 30 body count when done.
YellowJs and Wasps - there's no better satisfaction than knockin em down and stomping the hell outta em while they are suffering through the stun of the juice spray.
When I was about 8 I saw some of my buddies ride their bikes past the end of my block, I hoped on my bike to head after them. I closed the gap and yelled at them.... at that moment a bee flew into my mouth and stung me one on the rear roof of my mouth and once in the back of my throat where the stinger was deposited. I crunched the ****** with my teeth and rode home. My Mom was seriously freaking out as my throat began to swell shut and she started looking for something to keep the airway open. But I survived and throat didin't swell shut. Stull not as bad as having a pyracantha thorn break off in my eye at 4 years old but still nasty.
The soapy water thing works well, and I friggin love killing them with the long distance sprayers. Though my mot preferred method is with a badmitton raquet. Light quick and leathal. Killed 31 in an afternoon at my brother-in-laws lakehouse a couple years ago.... not THAT's good clean fun!