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You plant a tree to have something to leave behind, like a monkey in a bathtub. This #SponsoredAd was brought to you by April in The Ozarks.

2020/02/282020/02/28 jarodkintz1Leave a comment

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Or perhaps your love has inspired my stone-heart to grow into a tree that’s full of green life.

2019/09/022019/09/02 jarodkintz1Leave a comment

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Powerlines, they’ve been ruining landscape photography ever since Edison didn’t listen to Tesla. Probably.

2019/04/132019/04/13 jarodkintz1Leave a comment

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I’ve written a whole forest’s worth of Love Poetry for you, and not a single tree was chopped down to complete this Library of The Heart.

2019/03/262019/03/26 jarodkintz1Leave a comment

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Not only do I sell Cheeseburger Milkshakes, but I also sell oven mitts shaped like boxing gloves, so you can more stylishly fight forest fires. You just might wish you had a pair the next time a forest fire comes knocking on your door, after avoiding trees and shrubs and grass.

2019/02/172019/02/17 jarodkintz1Leave a comment

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Agriculture is hard, and trees grow up so fast these days—most of them growing up without a father. That’s why I chose to #Startup a Meme Farm. Now I can press fresh Dankness, and sell it in Juice Format as a Coffee Alternative used in waking up The People.

2018/08/302018/08/30 jarodkintz1Leave a comment

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I love how trees can read my mind, because they already know what I’m about to write down on paper, and which one of their dead family members I am using to record my thoughts for posterity.

2018/03/272018/03/27 jarodkintz1Leave a comment

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