I love the smell of 2,4-D in the morning. "You smell that? Do you smell that?... 2,4-D , son. Nothing else in the world smells like that. I love the smell of 2,4-D in the morning. You know, one time we had a hill sprayed for twelve hours. When it was all over I walked up. We didn't find one of 'em, not one stinkin' pigweed or burdock. The smell, you know, that herbicide smell, the whole hill. Smelled like - victory."
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Guess what is keeping me busy today and tomorrow.
Chemical warfare.
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