The details of my life are quite inconsequential but it’s a bio so here we go. I walk around like everything is fine, but deep down inside my shoe, my sock is falling off. I feel lost so I spend a lot of time opening the refrigerator door looking for answers. I'm Absolutely awkward, and very proud to be decreaser of world sucking. I am a gifted napper and incase you were wondering, I'm not sarcastic only when I sleep. May I suggest that everyone just keep taking chances and having fun.
Angry_Groceries: The smell of fresh-cut grass is a signal of distress.
Scientifically, that amazing fragrance of fresh-cut grass is the release of enzymes as a result of stress—similar to when humans sweat when stressed. When grass is cut, "the plant signals the environment via the emission of volatile organic compounds, which are recognized as a feeding queue for parasitic wasps to come to the plant that is being eaten and lay eggs in the pest insect,"