shelf life.

haha.
i'm telling you, duders-
nature wins x infinity.
no amount of nurture is gonna replace the
spontaneous sporefruit germination activation
of wet weather, and long cold nights,
combined to induce the sweet mushy roommates
ruminating on the sides of this dead-A* tree.
aaaaaaaaaand what?!
check the teleport,
and see for your own damn selves:

yuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuup.
nothing is more dope than the overnight surprise
that mycelium sends up to the surface.
white gross underground stringy moldy crap
that gets cold weather nutrient triggered and
then big-up blossoms into way bigger
white gross flat spongy moldy crap?
c'mon.
if you aren't getting expert like that,
you might be an A*hole.
fact.
*
seeing as to how i currently have accrued a whopping
cumulative ZERO F*-giving attitude of berserker barbarism,
brutishly barreling my way through each day with little regard
for the feelings and physical well-being of other other ninjas;
and certainly with no interest in my own personal safety-
i may just fry up a big batch of those slimy slabs!
grilled possibly poisonous polyps of pure-being,
delivered direct from the stinky stump in front of the Fortress?
that goes to eleven on the bad idea list, for sure!
huh?
no.
diarrhea?
really?
oh.
well,
doo-doo butter and weak-sauce have frequently
been known to go hand in hand from inaction to indigestion.
awwwwwwwwwwwwww, man!
umm,
i think we just had a whole imaginary conversation, neighbors.
thanks!
*********** 
woodsly goodness!
it's cold this morning,
and the mushrooms are poppin' off like mouldering
mountain explosions of turbo-dope life & liberty.
'shrooms don't care about sh!t.
i think they may even actually like it.
it's all really happening, kids.
fruits from the dirt,
better than apples of the earth,
but less likely to keep the doctor away.
...true story;
never quiet, never soft.....