Oh rangerman, i had hoped that your conversion was true and that my seed had somehow blossomed in you. But alas it was a joke.
But it gave an Idea to Flowerwoman. she feells that Rangerman would become a true believer if only he could feel the aura of our love in person. we are therefore abandoning our northern idaho retreat and comeing to Maine where we will commune in mystic love with Rangerman and our cucumbers and encourage him to create more blogs.
Look for these blogs to be about sharing seed instead of hording meat and the steel phalluses that spew the seeds of lead.
We have loaded our wheelbarrows and are now heading east from Idaho.
By the way, Northern Idaho is a terrible place for a survival retreat of any sort. We got to des moine and walked north for a whole day and found no mountains. We proceeded to build Camp Daffodil amidst a cornfield but one night while making hummus-dogs a careless spark ignited it. Then the pheasant hunters came and accidentilly shot at us. Then we told them about our love and our cucumbers and they still shot at us.
See you in a month or two Rangerman. please try to us the interim to convert your garage into a cozy abode so that we may rest from our labors.
leave your survival madness and find your vegan gladness.
yours in arousal,