
Originally Posted by
Evans
Fuck that, I pick the leaves while mowing the lawn. If it's still there when I'm done, it stays.
In a few weeks, anyway, they'll be buried under a few feet of snow, along with all my other sins. *giggles maniacally*
<3 my lawnmower in fall. It fucking owns raking. I tend to get scolded for it, for wasting gas or some shit, but I don't really care.
As I was walking down the stair,
I met a man who wasn't there.
He wasn't there again today.
I wish, I wish he'd go away.