Weed Whacker

Today, a friend and I spent two hours hacking down weeds in our backyard.

During the summer, our backyard went from a perfectly normal patio to a hideous tangle of vines resembling the darkest parts of the Amazon rainforest. I've never been to the Amazon, but I've watched The Jungle Book, and Disney is a credible source of information.

[Mustache of Authori-tay!]

Anyways, I used a machete. My housemate used a shovel. Together, we made like Wesley Snipes in Blade and carved a vicious path through the weeds. The plants will sing of the genocide we lay upon them for generations. Or they would, if any still lived.