It's graze anatomy.
Technically our cannon "shoots eats and leaves".
(As in the oxford comma panda assassin... that "eats, shoots, and leaves")
Anyway I've waited years for someone to appreciate this .... and it has never happened so far. I hope you are slightly amused....
True story; it even happened last night. My 5-year-old son walks up behind me and out of the blue says, "hey."
I turn to him and say, "yeah, kiddo? What's up?"
He responds, "it's dead grass."
I'm really confused and trying to figure out what's wrong and what he wants from me. "What? There's dead grass? What's wrong with that?"
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He says, totally straight-faced, "hay is dead grass," and runs off.
But it Dew
The steaks will be too high for sure.
You cow herds!
Yup. His name is Moe.
I told them they were being gracist.
βWeβd never.β
Iβm utterly tickled to be here.
The dad replied, "Son, it's way over your head."
Mum says no baby.
The baby grass snake says, Thank god for that ive just bitten my toungue.
She's a lawn meower.
I guess we'll just have to make dew.
Jackson Frolic
Because itβs pasture age
They're over dew.
It was in plane sight!
but he has been lawn gone.
Bamboozled!
Grass I lied about the wheels.
I said I wood because it's got a lot growing for it.
From the dairy air.
I really need to get mowtivated.
Certain related tribes in sub-Saharan Africa often raided each other's villages when most folk were herding animals. Sometimes they would take vegetables and water, but more often taking little things, to gently mock each other. It was all in good fun. After a successful raid, the "winning" tribe would celebrate by dancing under the stars, or in one of their large, grass-covered spirit houses.
One day, the Imaqi took their Satari shaman's sceptre. The following day, the Satari not only stole the sceptre back, but also the Imaqi chief's regalia.
It went back and forth, until, on a rare and daring escapade, three Imaqi warriors stole the Santari chief's throne. They put it on display, above their chief's throne in the spirit house.
The Imaqi thought that this was hilarious, and as it was beginning to rain, made merry and danced in the spirit house. Suddenly, the heavy throne on display fell down and killed a number of the dancing revelers.
The moral should be obvious: those who live in grass houses shouldn't stow thrones.
It was a diamond in the rough.
Credit (not quite the same): Frank and Ernest by Thaves for May 02, 2020
He told me lots of bad things about grass.
Mostly grass.
Please donβt make fun of my re-seeding hare line.
Vegetarian hemorrhoids
It's a lawnboa.
I mean, someone has to moo the lawn.
It cuts itself.
My garden burns
But apparently they prefer grass.
ha ha ha ha ha ha get it?!?!?
But it dew
But it dew.
Well, I guess weβll just have to make dew!
