Saturday, May 23, 2009

Gardening

Though Gardeners ARE a type of sub-class, many people gardenate, vikings included. Today, all I did was... make a ... GARDEN.

Gardens are STUPID! IN the good old day, we vikings used to make like rabbits and raid them instead of actually planting them ourselves. But since NO-ONE REALLY plants gardens anymore, except for flower gardens, and i'm talkin' food gardens, we have to plant our own.

I got woken up earlier than I EVER do, the Crack Of Ten O' Clock! Gregory the Hairy lined up his crew, gave us all jobs, and sent us out.

I was in charge of weeding. I hate weeding! ITS AN UTTERLY POINTLESS JOB! Once you pull ONE plant out, another 50 await! And its not like there's 51 plants there, either. FOr every ONE plant you pull up, 50 pop up! Its like this: for every 51 you pull up, 2601 are still there. NIGHTMARES!

Not only that, but than the Zoobie* Gardeners that live near Urbia come walking up and giving us... INSTRUCTIONS.

"USE YOUR BACK! DON'T PUT THAT MUCH WEED KILLER DOWN! WATCH OUT FOR THAT RAKE! YOU'RE DOING THAT ALL WRONG! STOP LOOKING AT ME! HOES ARE NOT MEANT FOR SWINGING! ESPECIALLY NEAR MY FACE!"

Ugh.

Gardening stinks.

Olaf the BAAAAALD!

*I mean Zoobie, not Zombie.

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