See I remember, EVERY DAMN YEAR, back when I was a kid where I used to live, it used to be me and my siblings' job to clear the kudzu and creeper vines from the house's brickwork because every year, without fail, it'd grow like eight damn feet up the wall by the end of spring. Awful work, especially in blistering summer humidity-- if I'd have known the shit was edible...
Yeah I’m genuinely surprised to learn this
See I remember, EVERY DAMN YEAR, back when I was a kid where I used to live, it used to be me and my siblings' job to clear the kudzu and creeper vines from the house's brickwork because every year, without fail, it'd grow like eight damn feet up the wall by the end of spring. Awful work, especially in blistering summer humidity-- if I'd have known the shit was edible...