Grass has feelings too, please do not tread on them!
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::wonders if the person who staked that sign into the ground hurt the grass’s feelings::
::hypocrisy win!::
a few grass blades have been sacrificed for the good of many.
::heroism win!::
I guess you need to crack a few eggs to make an omelette?
Eggs have feelings too!
is that a yolk?
An eggggcellent point, chief.
You’ve poached that joke, it’s very old.
That’s Fairy hypocrisy, egging them on like that!
Let’s get all these dreadful puns ova with!
I didn’t realize I had to walk on shells around you XD
You hit the nail on the head eggsactly!
OO!
What is the grass feeling? High?
Win!
XD
Hahaha agreed! I ROFL at that
Is this really a translation fail? It almost seems like it was meant to be written this way, aside from minor complications with plural usages.
It’s kind of deep… Lulz.
Actually, everybody knows that grass groks being walked upon.
oh, screw their feelings. I gotta walk!
Nah, not an “engrish”. But amusing
ohh i think about that all the time!!!!
Yes, when sitting upon the grass, use a towel or blankey. Your *ss is in those poor blades faces.
apostrophe fail. *slinks away*
I want to go and tell smug vegans about this.
Carnivore* win.
*Of which I am one.
damn taoists
learn to speak spanish lesson 1:
‘Thank you: gracias – grassy-ass’
In second grade we used to have competitions to see who could get the most grass stains on our jeans. Once mine were practically green jeans. That’s why Iz always Ma’s Favorite.
Oh noes! All those poor innocent grasses dyed for you!
The grass is green because it has feelings of envy towards the grass on the other side of the fence.
and when the grass gets old, it feels frightened yellow.
When it gets old and cranky, it’s browned off.
And when it feels like a hick and starts playing the banjo, it feels blue.
It’s easy to cross lawn. Simply step between blades.
Everybody wins.
What if you just tread *lightly* on the grass? Or just beat around the bush? Will the grass’ feelings get hurt then? Or as much?
i have a tendency to be very empathic in general and this one time i was walking across the grass and i totally got the feeling it was very upset at me….
You probably forgot its birthday or something.
This grass is too emo. I’ll walk in a park with normal grass.
At least it cuts itself.
Lawn maintenance WIN!
Ze grass, she is like a beautiful woman, her mood changing with the seasons. Sometimes she does not wish to be touched, other times she needs a severe mowing or a session with the heavy roller. In the right mood she may let you spray her with fertilizer, but some lawns charge extra for that sort of thing.
Roller therepy? Sign me up!
Cutesy signs are Engrish now?
Not Engrish.
While it may seem a little 70s-hippie, the general idea gets across fine. Disagree with the whole ‘does trees has feelings’ philosophy all you want, but nothing Engrish on this sign. Move along people, move along.
Grass always gave me plenty of feelings, but that required my burning it, which seems crueler than just stepping on it.
But that was dead, dried grass. I think any cruelty had already been committed by the time you cremated it.
That is true! And I guess I was being especially generous, since I usually paid for the cremation. Can’t say I handled the ashes in a very respectful manner, though.
I assume you were not urning enough.
AAAAAAAAAAAARGH! Just when you thought it was safe to walk on dead grass – you get pun-ched by DnT. Again. Dreadful man.
Yes, I think he’s a fellow that’s definitely gone to pot.
It’s not true! That’s just basil in the cookies!
Rathbone?
So now witty wordplay qualifies as Engrish too?
As does wordy witplay.
Love these amateur talent shows! There’s always one person playing the spoonerisms.
Like sham at your salient toes?
Like Sham(wow) at your dirty counter?
Or Wam (show) at your gurdy downer.
So does the grass talk to him?
It used to talk to me! But not since I gave it up.
Ahh! My hurts are braining ’cause of you people!!!
I think this is a reference to He Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven by W.B. Yeats
“But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams”
it’s so true!