I experienced the very definition of Irony Last week while at home.
Every morning in the summer I make my coffee and go sit on the front porch to enjoy the sun coming up over the trees and drinking my coffee. I will spray any wasp that I see with wasp spray and swat flies that bother me with the fly swatter.
So, this being a daily morning routine. Two weeks ago, for three consecutive mornings I went out and sat in one of the two lawn chairs on my front porch and drank my coffee spraying wasps and swatting flies while a praying mantis was seated on the chair beside me looking for his breakfast. The praying Mantis seemed to stare at me like what "F" "I need to eat you know". So, on the fourth consecutive morning when I walked out and sat down looking over at the chair beside me for the praying mantis. I saw the real definition of irony. The praying Mantis was seated on the wasp spray can as if to say "Look I got this, chill out". See the pic below.
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@Majorlatency I have come home one to many times carrying in an arm load of Grocery's and had a wasp that started a new nest while I was gone to fly down and sting me in the neck/throat, chest, or arms. I hate those damn things. And they are about an inch long with a distinctive wing beat noise in identifying them flying, so they are not hard to see, and I love distance kill shots with them. Not to mention hosing their new nest sites down as well.