Deaderpillars.
You know how much you like that caterpillar that eats everything in The Very Hungry Caterpillar? Screw that guy, man. Caterpillars are eating the hell out of my herbs, while aphids go for my lettuces. Green gardening be damned - I went for the hard core stuff to kill the buggers.
I didn’t. I bought the eco-friendly kind. It’s like garlic and rosemary or something. I’m sure it’ll be very effective.
Instead I went caterpillar hunting, squishing their greedy bodies between my fingers. What does a tiny caterpillar want with an entire leaf of my mint plant? The mint was so bad I had to cut it back to the ground. How am I going to drink mojitos now?
I haven’t been making mojitos; bottles of rum run like a million dollars or something here. Danny will be required to bring two bottles with him in June. Otherwise, he sleeps with the caterpillars. Or their corpses.
Bastards. And that only includes Dan if he shows up sans Jose.
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