A long time ago, when it became a thing to talk to plants to make them grow better, I would joke that I threaten mine. I have seen some my plants grow out of control, but I've never been attacked. Unless you count the rose bushes- those things are vicious! This comic is from Alzward. (via Geeks Are Sexy)
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Can we Seymour of this near plagiarism.
Long ago, I planted peppers and herbs in my desert garden, watered them adequately, and left an outside radio on, tuned to a 24-hour ranting-evangelist radio station. My plants grew twisted, malformed, as though their very vegetative souls were cursed. So, I cooked a savory stew for the next community potluck feast. Just passing the curses along, hey? I am so generous.
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