Send the Kudzu to Arizona, and the fire ants to Iran.
I’d love to! The Post office might not appreciate it when they started losing carriers!
Nah -- ship it all to the arctic and antarctic circles --- what the penquins and polar bears don't eat, the cold will get rid of.
I've never encountered kudzu, but I don't wish to ever encounter fire ants again in this life time.
Remember "hot pants" from the 1970's? 30+ years later I still can't forget a more literal meaning for those short shorts after sitting on a hidden hill of those nasty things. And to add insult to injury (and I was hurting bad) I got grounded for 3 days because I wasn't home before dark. My friend's mother, who was administering to my bites, could not convince my mother it was not my fault I had forgotten to call. It didn't matter to my mother I was still in the bathtub at their house, all that mattered to my mother was it was after dark and I wasn't home.