There's a path on a perfectly landscaped estate. Gardeners and laborers have been engaged to attend to every detail of the grounds. A grand event is planned. Right in the middle of a manicured path, a renegade flower has avoided the attention of all, except for a small child, who stops and addresses the flower directly. "Naughty flower" she says sternly.
You might say, "C'mon Smoothstar, why you dishing up this corn?" Stay with me here. It's a blue, rainy ass monday. Let's have our cold, cynical hearts warmed a bit. Let's all be naughty flowers today and grow strong and beautiful, where we shouldn't be growing at all.
Tomorrow . Lawn Care For The Lazy.
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