Here’s a picture of some blossoms I picked off a tree
and here’s a picture of the tree I picked it from.
Ugh. If spring had lips it could kiss my sweet patootie. (sp?)
In the comment section let me know if you think I was drunk or stoned when I wrote this. I’ll post the correct answer within a fortnight. If I don’t get any comments and believe me I’m not holding my breath, I won’t bother to let you know the answer. I’m here for you guys, but even a self-loathing sycophant has to draw the line somewhere.