While at the Cotton Pickin’ Fair last Saturday, I made a few purchases. I will share one of them with you now. At my house, I have a problem with Carpenter Bees. They love my screened porch as much as I do.
In fact, they love it so much that they like to eat it.
They are sloppy eaters and leave much of it behind in the form of sawdust. Lots of sawdust.
Your science lesson for today is to compare the friendly bumblebee with the destructive carpenter bee. Basically one has a yellow butt and the other has a black butt. One pollinates and one destroys. (I’m succinct.)
So I was at the Cotton Pickin’ Fair and this kindly older gentleman in overalls was tapping away on some wood and beckoned me into his booth of lies. He said his Carpenter Bee Trap would take care of all of my pesky flying menaces. I’m a sucker for a handy looking guy with tools so I bought one.
Now, scroll back up and see how many bees I have caught. NONE. You don’t even need to scroll back up because I just told you. Instead, the bees are dancing around their lairs with a sassy little two-step — although I guess for insects it’s a six-step.
The moral of the story is that when you are tempted by men in overalls, go and get a funnel cake instead. You will save money and also save yourself from the inevitable buyer’s remorse.