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Confession: I have a vulgar garden. When it blooms this summer, I will enclose pics. It is full of calla lillies ,peter peppers., and clitoria. It is planted around my front door, and visitors take note, look perplexed, then choose to say nothing. Cracks me up.
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Well, at least two of those are actually sex organs. And I think calla lilies are shamelessly-beautiful. The peter peppers, though? snicker
Some of the other things in this thread though… :: shudder ::
The worst things I have encountered in person, though:
a) Taking stuff to the compost bin at a place where they composted meat. The smell was pretty bad, but then I opened the lid. “Hmm. I don’t remember having rice in the past couple of days. Wait a minute… it’s moving. That’s not rice!”
:: dump ::
:: slam ::
:: run ::
b) Scene: a rocky hill on a peninsula in the Pacific, just offshore of the beach in Long Beach Provincial Park on Vancouver Island. It’s joined to the beach by a sandy spit.
My best friend at the time and I are camping on the beach, and we decide to go exploring on this island. We start climbing the cliff. Then:
squish
I’d stepped on a banana slug. Banana slugs live in the rainforest, start at about the diameter of your thumb, and look like overripe bananas. I almost fell off the cliff because the slug guts lubricated my footing.
:: ick ::
:: ick ::
Then there are catalpa trees. My grandmother had one growing on her front lawn in Peterborough, Ontario. They have gorgeous flowers that look like chandeliers. Some time later, though, come the seed pods: long thin things the diameter of your little finger. They look like completely-overripe bananas, dangle down, catch in your hair.
(Inflatable Cow: band name! I would have thrown a rock at it as well. But dear Og, the poor guy.)