I shop on Mondays. For some reason the hell known as Walmart was busy today. Nothing really worth mentioning occurred other than the normal annoyances of dealing with wally world. I'm glad there wasn't much of anything else. Allergies are back in full swing. I'm already sick of trees & all their sexual release being spewed out into the air to cover us all in their attempts to procreate.
Cedars, Maples & Junipers have all declared this over-sexualized war on the world leaving it covered in this sticky yellow-green dusting of spores. Like it or not all pollen is plant spunk & nothing more. It covers the car & the porch with a nasty layer of reproductive byproducts.
Spring may be pretty with all it's flowers & showy birds, but the season is for one thing & one thing only, sex. First you get hit with all the genetic material & then a little while later you're stuck dealing with the offspring or whatever....
After the world has covered you in the precursors of plant life, it scatters its babies into the air to land wherever they might. They land in your car, your yard or even in your mouth as you inhale. All in all spring is a NC-17 season. Let's move onto to summer where all we have to deal with is idiots giving themselves melanoma.
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