If I were King of the Lawn Guys, Nothing Would Go Wrong!
If I were King of the Lawn Guys, nothing, absolutely nothing would ever go wrong! My mower blades would recognize my voice and would immediately remove themselves from the mower at my command. Dollarweeds and crabgrass would wither and die when I walked by.
It’s Spring in North Florida, All Lawn Guys Awaken!
You expect a Brooks Brothers suit sitting on the zero-turn?? A Ralph Lauren polo shirt on the lawn guy with the edger? Let’s get real, people! We’re talking big honkin’ equipment out here. Noisy, real noisy! We’re spitting out the fescue.