
It all started when my lawn care service recommended that I lay a blanket of limestone down to improve the PH balance on my Kentucky bluegrass. On the sun-filled weekend that I earmarked doing the recommended yard work, I still had not bought my first bag of lime. That is when the situation took a strange metaphorical seedy twist of fate for the better.
A white powder coat appeared on my front grass. My initial hair-scratching inspection concluded that it looked just like lime. Alas, I found an overturned open container of Vagisil vagina deodorant in my driveway. I learned that the vagina deodorant had been a checklist item on my teenage stepson’s scavenger hunt the night before. How and why its contents spread across my lawn remains not only a mystery but also a question I refused to spend too much time on as a parent.
Two weeks following the outpouring of vagina deodorant on wilting summer-ending grass and no limestone application, I wish to report that my lawn has never looked more lush and fertile. I half-expected my grass blades to curl symptomatically but they are standing tall. The PH balance also seems to be in a state of self-correction and I have no presiding need to add pounds of backbreaking lime.
I am now scouring pharmacies for the unlikely RX score of vaginal deodorant in ultra concentrate bulk sizes for the freshest smelling lawn in the neighborhood. I may just switch from the professional advice of a lawn doctor to a down-to-earth gynecologist. I am even considering penning an article to Home and Garden magazine about my rare find. For the curious passerbys carrying blankets, I may need to stake a sign in my lawn saying
NO LOVEMAKING ALLOWED.
Labels: short story
7 Comments:
How does it work on the PH of Redheads?
marcus,
I'll never know. lol
You mean, it's finally safe to leave the apple pie on the counter!
Anonynmous,
The story is about lovemaking not do-it-yourself apple pie pleasure. lol
Your sign should read:
"Splendor in the Grass...Not!"
anonymous,
Otherwise a grass roots movement could start. lol
grass roots movement indeed. they were my favorite bands when i was your stepson's age.....give or take. funny story about the grass.. guess we're a dwindling few that are still blogging. happy hunting.
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