I curse thee, Harriet Godfrey.

The BBQ Pit
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I live in Minnesota. I have a lawn. In my lawn, as in the lawns of my neighbors, there are dandelions. Lots and lots of dandelions. Ah, dandelions, with their “beautiful” yellow flowers. And their mass of tangled, hideous leaves, choking out my grass. So pleasant to the gaze, and so luxurious on the feet as I walk my lawn, they spread themselves effortlessly on the wind, with each plant producing more than 60,000 seeds! Ah, the dandelion, greatest of, uh, “flowers.”

And who do I have to thank for this? Why, Harriet Godfrey!

From http://www.herald-journal.com/archives/2001/stories/dandelion.html

Turns out I just missed Dandelion Day, an annual event celebrating her introduction of this horrible fucking noxious weed to my state. This is probably a good thing, as I might have become unruly.

Harriet Godfrey, I curse thee unto eternity.

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I’ll take a dandelion patch over a well-kempt lawn any day of the week, although YM obviously V.

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Apparently in my city if you have lots of dandelions and someone complains you can be fined.

I could be wrong but there was something on the news and that seemed to be the gist of the story.

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Well, you can always make dandelion wine. =)

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On the other hand, the OP might be considered a dandelion whine. :slight_smile:

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Is the OP a dandelion whine?

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Too late! :stuck_out_tongue:

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Mods, Colibri’s cheating!

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snickers