So I’m sitting inside playing with Stinkerbell when Hubby comes in and is all “where’s the fly swatter?” Then I’m all “What do you need it for?” Is there a wasp in the screened in area?” He’s all, “No, it’s a bee.” I’m all “Here it is.” Then I run out the door to tell him not to throw it over the fence until I can get a picture of it dead.” Then I notice that he has merely knocked it out. WTF Hubby? That’s all you got. This is one of the beeyotches that’s been stalking me for like a week now. So I took the swatter from him and let this guy have it.