The sweat I wiped off my head when I was jogging, I kid you not, was green. My white car, when viewed at a narrow angle, is green. The corners of all the streets by the curb are full of oak pollen thingies. It's bad enough I have to jog, but SRSLY I have to jog in THIS!?:
Come on trees! Can't you all get a room or something?
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