Yellow Jackets.
Three words.
I HATE THEM.

And for good reasons too. You will get to hear the story later.

...or right now.

So, my family *me, my dad, my mom, and my brother* were hiking through the woods. It was a pretty nice day in fall. My brother tripped over a rock, and the ENTIRE FREAKING HIVE OF YELLOW JACKETS ATTACKED US.

I was the only one not stung.

I hate yellow jackets. And wasps in general.