I understand that when you move to the city, you lose some of the suburban/natural feel. Not as many trees. Fewer deer romping about (eating your hosta). Tiny backyards backing to ooky gutters or alleyways.
I thought I was down with the rats. Can’t beat ’em, can’t legally blow up every vacant building that serves as their headquarters.
But today. Oh today. Today they went too far. This is My Garden y’all. No admittance.
My garden has been besmirched. Dammit.
My tulips look tilted. What kind of urban Caddyshack BS is this?
I plop a brick into your hole, sirs. And also, Ni!