Mow Mow Mow the lawn

In the neighborhood where I grew up there was this cool handicapped guy named Kenny. He was a lawn mowing fanatic and could often be heard muttering to himself, "gotta mow mow mow the lawn. gotta get the front side. got gotta get the backside. Get the parking".

Kenny had a small rusty push mower and was often seen out in his front yard mow mow mowing the lawn. You know- getting the front side. Getting the back side. Getting the parking.

But one day Kenny was no where to be found.You can imagine how worried his mom and dad were as they checked all over the neighborhood for him.

Then- someone noticed a clue.

One line of cut lawn going across all the yards all the way up the street.

After following the trail for nearly 5 miles, Kenny was located. He had worked his way up to the University of Utah.

My guess is he was headed for the stadium. That is some primo mow mow mow the lawn grass.