It was flying around, then trapped under a cloth, then under two cloths....................
and hammered with John Jeffrey's plastic block....................
and hammered some more...............
and when I peeked under the cloths, the stupid thing was still alive and wanting to fly around the living room again! Story ends with Jeff coming home from work, lifting the cloths with two hands, my opening of the front door, and tossing the entire mess onto the front porch. Wasp was happily wandering around the porch when I left my watch.
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