Or, “Botany … can’t live with it, can’t live without it ….”

… I was out there on the nature trail, both high on life and high on a rolled up and smoked version of Mother Nature. I started talking to Jeff and the other classmates who had gathered around the growing pile of deadwood. Everybody agreed that life was pretty good and were especially happy for me that I had a date for Homecoming.

… For some strange reason, which I can’t for the life of me explain right now, I picked up a leaf from the ground and …


No, no! Don’t do it! Don’t do it!

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