I put Preen in the rocks, then I sprayed Round-up on things sprouting in the rocks and now I am on my knees pulling weeds out of the rocks. I hate landscaping with rocks. But, I inherited a landscape with rocks.
My wife, Neng, is going to pick up our son, Grayson from golf class. She always calls him boy. "Going to pick up boy." It makes me think of Tarzan. So I texted her this...
"Tarzan piss off ants living under rocks! Ants start to swarm! Try to get under Tarzan's loincloth! Want to bite Tarzan's privates!"
BTW the "ants thing" is a true story...
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