see, you get off easy- I was gonna punish you big time and make you mow the whole thing by yourself - you could probably use some exercise, so OK, if you really want to - go ahead! but all those other hunky guys are already camping out here waiting for the sun to come back! I had no idea it would be this much fun! woooohooooooo !
MOW? for a moment you gave me quite a scare there Shades!
ok....even if I tried I couldn't make any hubber do this alone, so I'd probably ask him to walk along as I mowed myself....and let's see...hmm... : Shadesbreath himself..though would you promise to tell me stories along the way...?
Well, if it's a push mower, I'd probably be too winded by the exertion, gasping out parts of the story as I wheeze my way from end to end of the lawn. If there is even a hint of sun, I would dehydrate instantly and fall face first into the lawn trimmings, which would stick to me and itch like lawn trimmings do. I would probably be attacked by aphids at that point, or at the very least ants. The contortions of my scratching coupled with what could only devolve into a profanity laced tantrum of extreme sarcasm would likely mean a cliffhanger of a story at best.
This is a very difficult question to answer. My first thought was carolinamuscle, in a tank top, for purely aesthetic reasons. But then, I thought, Shadesbreath would be both fun and stimulating (intellectually, of course) to talk with after he mows the lawn (assuming he can still speak after all that exertion). Ron Montgomery, on the other hand, is still my first and only crush on hubpages, despite his football helmet/Homer Simpson facade and I would love to meet him in person. Lastly, I would really enjoy hearing Doug call me "sugar," if he isn't too mad at me for making him mow the lawn.
I see, I see, its not a PUNISHMENT - mowing the lawn, I thought it was for punishment! but its a sexy thing, right? so in that case, I won't be punishing Sneakorock for all the mean political ideas he has and his very conservative opinions - instead I will be watching ALL the hunky hunky hunks taking turns mowing the entire meadow with a little hand mower! and I will be drinking my smoothies and reclining in my lawn chair on the next sunny day, that is.
It all depends on how you approach it. If you pick a hot day, with a big lawn and a push mower in six inch grass, it's punishment... unless you are picking someone for how they will look glistening in the skimpy bathing suit or whatever they are wearing, at which point it's not so much punishment as domination/exploitation... and then there's the whole inuendo thing. So, feel free to decide what you mean.
Discussed this with my wife. We vote for fiery CJ. Not that we think we could "make" The Firey One do anything, but if he did, the whole acreage would burn. We don't have a lawn, but that's okay.
See, we had a wildfire "mow our lawn" in the mountains of Montana once. The fire cleaned out all the dead grass and old cowpies. A month later, fresh new green came popping up through the blackened char, and the whole valley was bee-yu-tiful.
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