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Originally Posted by RoundGuy
Ok. One more, just because cabin fever is setting in:
RG: What are you doing now?
Mrs. RG: Picking weeds.
RG: This yard is like, 5000 square feet.
Mrs. RG: I know. It's just fun. I enjoy it.
RG: What you are trying to accomplish is pointless.
Mrs. RG: I'll remember that the next time we're naked.
I just can't help walking right in front of bullets.
There is some invasive weed that's apparently new to the area and growing, and my GF is allergic to it....she is single handedly on a quest to rid the word (or least the several square miles around us) of it. So she goes on walks and then goes into neighbors yards and pulls the offending weeds and puts them in a trash bag.
I feel rather embarrassed for her, and have pointed out the futility of her efforts, which did not go over well, so now I just keep my mouth shut and silently cringe when she comes home with a garbage bag full of weeds. I did jokingly tell her not to get caught jumping the fence into anyone's backyard, and her reaction did not instill confidence in me that what I originally figured was funny because it was clearly absurd enough that it wasn't true, was actually absurd enough not to be true.