Thread: How many of you know what this is?

I've seen those red wasps in Arkansas.They got a black stinger yeah ? Satans pets for sure !

Remember in Louisiana in the army in the early '70's. they would have us go around looking for ant nests with a gas can and matches to buy them out.

Originally Posted by Nightblade

You know, aPPARently here in SA and down in Tassie we have the most poisonous ants in the world...]
SERIOUSLY NOW...............I have said it many a time. Australia has the most eeeevil of everything,spider insects of any kind,jelly fish,crocs,sharks every thing that moves ,crawls or swims is deadly...BUT...thee absolute worst thing they got which makes my blood run cold and rancid............Micks dirty socks !! Run fer the hills boys !!

Guess you've never tried Vegemite then.

Well....I like Marmite,so I'de probably like Vegemite too.........never said I was perfect.

Don't ever confuse that English crud, Marmite, with that good old true blue Aussie dietary staple, Vegemite mate. That is a mortal sin in this country. You would want to be careful what you say around some people when making comparisons there. Npthing quite like the joy and pleasure of a thick slab of morning toast buttered with a generous helping of butter then thickly slathered with that food of the gods, Vegemite.


Mick


Mick

Actually, though I'll probably get banished for saying this, Promite's not bad...

We're only baggin' Marmite here Carl. Promite is second to Vegemite in my books. A little bit of sweetness never hurts occassionally afterall.


Mick

Okay........i've never heard of Promite...what's that ??! and thanks Mick...Mar-Veg either way....now I want toast !

Sorry to say, but I disagree with my fellow Australians in the Promite stakes. It's another black paste masquerading as a Vegemite substitute but with none of the redeeming or medicinal features. Back where I grew up, if you ate Promite you were considered an illegal immigrant and were shipped to an island in the Pacific for "re education". Most were never seen again.

On the ant anecdote front, the place where we lived in Darwin had a tree right next to where I'd park the truck, on the driver's side. And in that tree there was a green (weaver) ant nest, thusly:



One day, Jimbo parked a little too close to said tree after work, got out, pissed off the nest, and ended up with approximately 50 bazillion angry weaver ants down the neck of his shirt and onto his back. Weaver ants do not have a sting: they bite and then spray the bite with an acid, a fairly painful acid in fact.

So the neighbours were treated to an impromptu strip show on my front lawn as I literally ripped off my shirt and pants and frantically slapped the parts of my back I could reach. I ended up getting the hose and washing them off, eventually. What my neighbours saw was something akin to the last 15 seconds of this video:

Master Ken's Hurticane (LIVE) - YouTube