Weeds

I made mention to Austin that I needed to annihilate the weeds in the yard, but since I motivated myself to do laundry first thing in the morning, I wasn't too eager to do anything else.

Me: The only place that's really bad is out where you park the car and that really needs to be sprayed. With all the rain we've been having, I should wait till I can get the weed killer. Otherwise, I'll just be doing in again in two weeks.

So then Austin and I decided to go to dinner. 

When we got back, Austin: I feel so adventurous pulling into the jungle.

Me: Huh?

Austin, pointing at the weeds: Look, it's like a savanna. The foliage is up to our thighs. We need machetes just to make it through.

Me, not amused.

As we're walking to the house, Austin: Look, you can barely see my car. It's like the earth has taken it back.