Love Me A Sandwich, Not War: Flower Grenades Explode With Booms Blooms
F*** I'm getting good at titles.
Wanna blow some shit up? You should seek therapy. I jest, pyrotechnics are a natural part of man's being. Like electronics and trying to put your wiener in everything that isn't nailed down. And some that are. I'm looking at you, birdhouse!
Gardening's gone guerilla - You've seen them, you may have looked away, but you've seen them. Those forgotten areas of the estate, left to fall apart and fall into disrepair. The municipal scrubland where nothing can grow... Or can it? Turn the concrete jungle into a wilderness with our compacted wild flower seed grenades.
$15 nets you one grenade and less than a second of enjoyment. Unless you really love looking at wildflowers in which case TAKE A TIME MACHINE BACK TO THE 60'S YOU DIRTY HIPPIE.