I didn't have to ask, but I did. "What happened!?"
"God damnit! I just got stung about 5 times on the ear! Dirty bastard, that hurts!"
"I'm running over the hill to get some wasp spray so I can kill those bastards."
When he got home, he sprayed the nest and then started on the outside light fixtures. I saw some wasps still crawling inside one and asked him if he'd sprayed that one. He saw the wasp inside the fixture and said he didn't think there was a nest in it. He then proceeded to walk over and tap on the glass. What he didn't notice was that there were 4 wasps on the outside of the glass and one nailed him so fast it made my head spin.
And he did his wasp sting dance again with the filth pouring out of his mouth, and I tried sooooo hard not to laugh.