...on purpose. We're beginning our sprinkler installation project next week and my dad said that we needed to kill our grass (er, weeds mostly, I guess) so that we could plant new stuff after the sprinklers were in. I was a bit hesitant as I really hate to kill anything, but when he told me that he wouldn't start the sprinklers until it was dead, you better believe I got over my issues in a hurry. Thanks to Bob and his cocktail of chemicals for doing the dirty work.
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