There's got to be something about how lawn conformity is the only vestige of control some people have in otherwise hopelessly chaotic and miserable lives.
They lost control of The Wife, The Kids don't call them anymore, and they're slowly becoming less relevant even after decades of clawing onto power long enough to strip it from two successive generations, so that lawn is where they seem to metaphorically want to die. :grill-broke:
There's got to be something about how lawn conformity is the only vestige of control some people have in otherwise hopelessly chaotic and miserable lives.
They lost control of The Wife, The Kids don't call them anymore, and they're slowly becoming less relevant even after decades of clawing onto power long enough to strip it from two successive generations, so that lawn is where they seem to metaphorically want to die. :grill-broke: