The annual mating frenzy of flowering trees is winding down in our area, but if you get just the right combination of sunlight and visual angle, you can actually see huge quantities of pollen in the air. This means that all the wind-pollinated plants in the area are having sex not merely under our noses, but up our noses. All I can say is: Hey, you trees! Get a room!
Juliepede's Bug House
Officer? There's a man in a butterfly suit shooting my robot with a laser beam.
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