Here we go again:

          Here in the Ozarks there us a particularly onerous thorny vine that grows in and around other more gentle plants. I took a cutting of this evil vine to a local expert, and she called it cockspur. I thought – here we go again. Is this another one of those “Henbit” things (hens don’t bite…they peck). Everyone knows that Cocks don’t purr. Kittens purr, and cocks crow. Who ever heard of a rooster purring at sunrise? Then she showed me the description in a book, and I saw that it was really 2 words – cock’s spur, which made a lot more sense.

          What makes cock’s spur so evil is the fact it has thousands of hooked, needle sharp thorns on vines up to 20 feet long. It will get itself entwined in a shrub or small tree and lay in wait for unsuspecting humans to pass by. To cut it out you have to be particularly cautious because while you’re protecting your face from being raked by thorns the other end has found the back of you bare legs and ripping them to shreds. You finally give in to one of two choices. You can give up and try to remember which bushes are cursed, or you can go ahead and chop it out with the hope that the local blood center has your type on hand.

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