My disappointment came for the fact that I was pretty sure I would hear choirs of angels signing, the birds would be weaving and laying laurels about my head, there would be a congratulatory parade welcoming me to the, “better way of farming”, and the answers to world peace and solving world hunger would become known to me.

sadly none of this happened, I was reduced to walking a field on a hot afternoon( yesterday) leading my local chemical guy around scouting out weeds that to me look like they are vying for a role in the remake of the movie, “the night of the living dead”.

to my great relief, there is a left testicle bet that the “weeds are dead they just don’t know it yet”. So I got that going for me....

Sooooo I’m kinda wondering what would cause the greater pain to a 65 year old chemical dealer guy, banding, or slice and pull.

Kinda wanna get prepared for the eventuality of this bet.