i had an old CJ that got used occasionally as a stump puller more or less. went to move it one day and as i was backing it up i felt something crawling on my bare leg. looked down and my crotch was covered by bumble bees that were pouring out of a crack in the seat. i rolled out of that fugger and it leapfrogged off in low gear low range until it ran up on a stump. i ran around swatting and yelling and getting bit the hell and back. meanwhile the old man is standing there looking at me wondering wtf i was doing. when i flipped the seat up, the whole underneath was a nest.
