My neighbors ought to know better.
They would fight any sort of addictive substance in their area,
so why do they insist upon planting plots of color where I can see it?
Don't they know they run the risk of finding me rolling in ecstasy in their yards, the shutter of my camera going off uncontrollably?
Oh, the red! Oh, the purple!
Oh, the green and yellow! Do it to me again!
Color, color, color! Yes! Yes! Yes!
Sigh ... I'm done now.
Want a turkey sandwich?