dieee bitch dieeeeeee
Was out in the yard picking up sticks left over from the winter for the first mowing of the year and walked by the japanese barberry by the back corner of the garage and an arching switch grabbed ahold of my coverall and somehow wrapped itself around my arm absolutely scouring the inside of my forearm leaving me dripping blood from several footlong shreds in my skin
so I grabbed my japanese pull saw and made sure that motherfucker suffered, and poured a quart of concentrated triclopyr on the stump. I'd have set it on fire had it not been so close to the garage
Japanese Barberry was clearly the royal house plant of house Bolton


