When I am am not polluting my body with mind altering illegal substances or tatooing my already well inked corpse or engaging in countless meaningless relationships or eating butter by the spoonful I am out enjoying the splendors this world has to offer and my favorite of said splendors, besides dirty jokes, are flowers. Dumb as I am I like to call everything Wysteria because it rhymes. Wysteria rhymes with hysteria and mysteria and well its an excellent name for a flower, in fact I vote that if you are unsure of a flowers name it is perfectly safe and even recommended to call it a Wysteria.
A "treehouse" a "gazebo" and a "pond" down in my "hood"
It looks like I live in haiku land...
