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.
Gabz! So glad you’re back on-line! :)
You’d have to ship “overnight”—if it took any longer than that, it would take over the planes, trucks, etc! My boss was baling hay and accidentally caught a stray strand of kudzu. In about 3 secomds flat it wrapped itself around everything on the baler and tore it up—but good! It’s not as bad here as father inland—often wonder if maybe the salt air has something to do with it? Maybe it jsut hasn’t gotten too prolific here yet? LOL
Hey—your mom and my mom must be first cousins! A boy on the bus—I was still in early middle school—twisted the skin on my neck between his fingers and gave me a “hickey.” Boy did I ever catch it for that one! And I didn’t even know what a hickey was!
If they can eat wiring and computers, I can imagine what short shorts would be like.
Wait till your kids get older and you will understand.
LOL, thinking about your mother, reminded me of the photo in the top right corner of this post........You will understand. [I hope, as it was one of my many favorites in the thread]
http://www.freerepublic.com/focus/f-chat/2017858/posts?page=52#52