Not quite an insect story, but........

One of the camps I use is run by a HUGE Zulu Lady (and I mean Lady) with a HUGE sense of humour, and we are great friends and for years have been playing jokes on each other......on the hunt before last, she managed to shut me in the cool room when I went in to get some cold beers. Now this really appealed to the Zulu sense of humour....esp as the trick was played on a white man.

Knowing she's a bit paranoid about snakes I waited until the next hunt and called her into the lounge telling her to bring me an asagaii as we had a big mfezi (spitting cobra) hiding somewhere........ I got her to start looking behind the furniture whilst I checked out the kitchen......then I shot round to the other door, sneaked up behind her and dropped a bloody great rubber snake round her neck

........man, she nearly went through the roof!!