Nick Versus Swarm o' Killer Bees

Brad Filla submitted this idea.

So, this is what would happen.

I would be on my yearly treck to South America. Once a year I sneak in illegally to smuggle drugs OUT of the USA and to go Rambo on drug smuggling guerilla groups. This particular year some tourist in a big foot would get stuck on a giant fallen log that covers the path they were driving on. Mr. Johnson, the drivers of the big foot, tries to get help. He and his family are being attacked by the Killer Bees he disturbed. But as he jumps from the big foot, the bees attack his face! "Ahh", he screams. Not out of fear...out of pain and frustration. The jump had been too far for Mr. Johnson. The long fall had broken his ankle. He now writhes on the jungle floor in agony. Screaming for help. Screaming almost as loud as his wife and kids. The bees attack in larger numbers now.

Then, it happens.

Nick shows up.

I first grab the log the bee hive is in and throw it. It dissappears in the air because I throw it so far. Now to deal with other bees.

The Screaming gets on my nerves, so I grab handfulls of bees out of the air. I then stuff the bees into the family's mouths. Now that the bees are contained in a small area and the annoying screaming has stopped, I go to work. I start punching the family's cheeks, crushing the bees by the hundreds.

The rest of the bees I have some fun with. I grab the Renegade, who stays really rigid and stiff, and swing him like a wiffle ball bat. One by one a demolish the remaining bees. All in a days work.

Four miles away, the log housing the bee hive finally lands....right in the center of a drug smugglers hideout. All h*** breaks loose. They kill eachother. I win, and only at the expense of one touristing family.

That's how it would happen.