hornets are nasssssty. I was mowing my law the other day, when I ran into my clothes line. All rattled and ticked a swarm of hornets came barrelling after me. [Oh, to be a neighbor peaking through a window.] I cartoon stepped accross the yard flalling my arms and screaming like a little girl. My glasses flew 20 feet west and my walkman flew 30 feet south. One stinkin hornet bit me in the ear and now it looks like I have a giant red frisbee hanging off the side of my face. I’ll teach those stupid hornets. Any ideas?