I actually found myself biting my lower lip and mumbling like Scarface..... "You wanna play?? Ok, I'll play. """ I walked to my shed, grabbed a rake, walked back to the Jasmine on the fence where it came from and said (SOFTLY, so neighbors don't think I'm nuts) "Say hello to my little friend." Took a helluva swing at the Jasmine. I saw the Wasp fly off.

MAN! My forearm is still a tad tender, 4 hours later.