Daffodils Lack Respect.

On a related topic, I love daffodils. There, I said it. Does loving flowers make me a lesser man? I don’t know. Maybe you should swing by the den and let me know how you feel. See how tough you really are. Anyways, my girlfriend was trashing daffodils last night, comparing them to those ugly scoundrels, dandelions. My retort was simple yet eloquent: daffodils are awesome because they equal Spring which equals birth which equals hope and optimism which equals the Cincinnati Reds which equals another losing season which equals disappointment (okay, you get the point). Let’s just say that I won the argument.