So I was walking home from lunch, passed by this park. I had a just smaller than basketball sized bag of trash with me. I see one of those open air, wire trashcan by some picnic tables. I approach the can and as I'm about 4-5 feet away I decide to crunch up the bag of trash into a ball shape and Lebron free throw it into the can. Swoosh I make it nothing but net...
That's when I realized I forgot it's mid-september. A pack of pissed off yellow jackets came flying out of the can flying right for me. I broke into a sprint, and mostly got away. Got stung on the leg once, but only a few others found me and were too weak by this point in the season to do anything other than land on my shirt and get swatted off. So all things considered, I got out pretty unscathed.