It’s Not What You Think

I know what my first thought was when I saw the headline 'Weed Dating'. Unfortunately it doesn't involve that kind of weed. This is a take on the popular speed dating model - except instead of meeting for a few minutes in a bar, you meet in a field, and pick weeds. Participants weed a row with a potential romantic interest and then move on to another row and another partner. While there hasn't been much romantic success, the idea has created enthusiasm among Farmer's Associations around the country. You can read more about weed dating here.

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Posted By: Nethie - Fri Oct 15, 2010
Category: Agriculture | Domestic | Nature | Farming

Comments

I like the idea, but weeding is hard work. When are they going to make a speed dating for us lazy computer geeks?

Posted by Nethie on 10/15/10 at 12:09 AM

i just don't see this catching on.

Posted by Patty in Ohio, USA on 10/15/10 at 02:03 AM

This seems like a long way around to get to the nitty-gritty. Why don't they just rent out a floor of a hotel, put one woman in a room and give the men slices of time in each room to do whatever it is they want or can. I'd suggest starting with a 2min time period and increase it from there.

I mean, lets face it, if the 6th dude to come into your room is "successful" the odds are pretty good that he's into you in a (hopefully) big way.

Posted by Expat47 in Athens, Greece on 10/15/10 at 02:46 AM

Who do you think sang it, KDP?

Posted by Expat47 in Athens, Greece on 10/15/10 at 10:53 AM

Nice Expat! 😉

Posted by jonnywanabe on 10/15/10 at 11:13 AM

:coolsmile:

Posted by Expat47 in Athens, Greece on 10/15/10 at 11:19 AM

*Napoleon Marfona, aproaches the crime scene, where the body of a man is buried head first to his waist in a muddy field.*

Policeman: Victim is male, ID in the back pocket says he's the farm owner, Russel Burbank, a 45 year old old potato farmer, lived alone.

Napoleon: Looks like he cashed in his chips.

Policeman: There's a shovel right next to him, might he have been digging for something when the spoil heap collapsed in on him like that?

Napoleon: Then where's the heap? No sergeant, this was no accident! Something tells me Mr. Burbank was... *whips off sunglasses* stuck in a rut!

*Cue theme tune...*

Posted by Dumbfounded on 10/15/10 at 01:04 PM

I doubt she's going farming on those shoes, plus you *really* don't want to know where those gloves have been.

Posted by TheCannyScot in Atlanta, GA on 10/15/10 at 01:52 PM

KDP, Google "It's alarming, how charming, it is to be a' farming" and take the 1st hit.

Posted by Expat47 in Athens, Greece on 10/15/10 at 03:10 PM

yep, it is planting season, and he's got the seed.

Posted by Patty in Ohio, USA on 10/15/10 at 05:54 PM

When we were younger and skinnier the mrs and I went to a Halloween party as Adam and Eve. We won the "lack" of costume contest :D

Posted by ANON in Nowhere on 10/15/10 at 05:57 PM

where in the world did you find a fig leaf THAT size?!?!?!?!

Posted by Patty in Ohio, USA on 10/15/10 at 06:28 PM

A buddy of mine tried a fig leaf. The rash he developed was biblical.

Posted by Expat47 in Athens, Greece on 10/15/10 at 11:47 PM

epic fig leaf fail! :lol:

Posted by Patty in Ohio, USA on 10/15/10 at 11:51 PM

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