Taco was helping me do some yard work on the expansive Omelet Estate (if you call $7.50/hr helping). There is a planting bed with a huge rock formation at the far end of the property. While eradicating some weeds a swarm of bees rose up from the ground like a Phoenix from the ashes. They were all over him and he began to furiously swing his arms. In his panic, he tripped over one of those huge boulders and fell flat on his face. The bees were merciless as they stung him repeatedly. Once he gained his composure, Taco plotted his revenge. He filled a soda bottle full of gasoline and waited till dark when the bees returned to their underground home. He poured the gas into that opening and stuck the bottle in to stop their escape. The next morning they were dead, all dead and he laughed manically. Unfortunately, I never saw Taco again.