Darn those damn worms!

I was doing some weeding in my yard the other day... and I was going along just fine. Then I get to under the tree (there's a HUGE tree in front of my house, that shadows my flower bed) and at the second digging action with my tiny little hand held 3 forked weeder, I pulled up a WORM! I immediately jumped up and almost screamed. I instantly calmed myself... and said to myself "I can do this." and continued to weed. I move down just about a foot trying to pull up as much of the root to the freaking crabgrass that is growing there.. and BOOM! another WORM! This time, it was HUGE, an earthworm probably.

*sigh*

I would love to plant beautiful flowers in my flower bed... but I cannot get over the worms! Why did the greater beings create worms? They are so freaking gross and icky and yucky and nasty and eeewwwwwwing. Yea, I sorta ran out of other descrīptions to let you know exactly how much more I despise worms.

So, what strong, burly man out there is gonna come help me weed my flower bed? There's an incentive in there for ya *wink*. Maybe some... "apple pie"?

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