Holy sweet mary mother of almighty

This, my friends, is what happens when my parents lose their only source of clean care n maintenance (me)
This backyard hasn't been mowed in well over a year or two. N now the task is up to me to destroy these forests.
I'm not kiddin' it's a forest.
It's not an understatement.
If I were to crouch, I would vanish.
There's a friggin' hermit livin' out there. We call him Fred.