dolf
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I fucking hate gardening. Even more than my mother's cooking, but not quite as much as raw onion.
We left the back garden until last, because it's such a shitter, but now everything else is done and we're sick of looking at it.
The previous owner...
She had a rabbit sanctuary, essentially. The must have spent a fortune to:
I have a design in mind, i have The Bodybuilding Toyboy With The Huge Cock©, i have time off work... This sucks balls!
Obviously I'm leaving all the back breaking labour for Mr Muscles, and he's now over halfway through digging out the wooden grid and removing the vertical mesh.
I have come to three conclusions:
This utterly pointless thread has only one purpose. It's been an excuse to stop fucking gardening for ten minutes.
We left the back garden until last, because it's such a shitter, but now everything else is done and we're sick of looking at it.
The previous owner...
She had a rabbit sanctuary, essentially. The must have spent a fortune to:
- remove the first foot of topsoil from the entire garden.
- lay wire mesh over the entire garden.
- lay a wooden grid, with mesh running vertically, from the mesh base to the raised wood.
- fill the entire garden with a one foot deep layer of sand.
- pave the entire garden.
- fill the entire garden with a 6 foot tall, walk through grid of interlinking hutches.
I have a design in mind, i have The Bodybuilding Toyboy With The Huge Cock©, i have time off work... This sucks balls!
Obviously I'm leaving all the back breaking labour for Mr Muscles, and he's now over halfway through digging out the wooden grid and removing the vertical mesh.
I have come to three conclusions:
- my guy is superhuman. seriously. nobody should be able to move that much wood and concrete and stone, in such a short amount of time, without dropping dead.
- i really, really, really fucking hate gardening!
- the previous owner was completely insane, and rabbits are best left for fields and pies.
This utterly pointless thread has only one purpose. It's been an excuse to stop fucking gardening for ten minutes.