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Feelin' Wheezy
Dear Oak Trees and Hackberry Trees,
Please stop blowing your pollen in my direction. I realize y'all got to fertilize and all, but really. GET A HOTEL ROOM ALREADY!! Yo, and you, mold! Stop sprayin' those frickin' spores everywhere! Nobody wants to breathe that! SHEESH!!
You're killing me. Really.
No love,
Auntie
Please stop blowing your pollen in my direction. I realize y'all got to fertilize and all, but really. GET A HOTEL ROOM ALREADY!! Yo, and you, mold! Stop sprayin' those frickin' spores everywhere! Nobody wants to breathe that! SHEESH!!
You're killing me. Really.
No love,
Auntie