My old fishing buddy, called me one night and asked me to go to the gator holes up the Savannah river with him but I could not go. boy am I glad that is one trip I did not go with him. he was a little bit crazy some time in the things he did. he asked another friend to go with him. you had to leave the river and go out in the swamp to get to the gator holes and if you did not know your way around you could get lost in the swamp real easy. the two of them were fishing and my fishing buddy over cast at a stump and hooked a limb growing out of the stump, he snatched back to free the line with out seeing the wasp nest on the limb. a wasp stung him and it made him mad, he said I am going to knock that sucker in the water, his friend in the boat with him begin to beg, please put me on the bank before you do ! he said no, we are in this thing together! his friend grabbed a rain coat and lay down in the bottom of the boat and covered up with rain coat the best he could. my old buddy paddled up to the stump and took the paddle and took a swing and missed the wasp nest and hit the limb instead! he was covered with wasp! the rain coat began to jump up and down !! when the two of them came by my house my old fishing buddy could not see, his face was swollen so bad both eyes were swollen shut! his used to be friend had one eye swollen shut! man that is one fishing trip I am happy I missed!!!