Yard Boy
My neighbor has all the yard toys. Mowers, trimmers, grinders, graters, edgers, diggers, blowers, suckers, choppers, tillers, thisers, and thaters, and some more.
I laugh my ass off every time his wife makes him “make her yard pretty”. This guy blows the house, once a week. No kidding.
If anyone would like to sit with me in my backyard, and laugh your ass off, you’re welcome to do so. The beer is on me.
I pay a nice young man to do this shit for me.
I with you, Sammy. I finally wised up, and I pay for the privilege. Not as nice o work as I would do, but who fucking cares? It's GRASS, for God's sake.