Where the mind is a tangled web of green, and the thoughts are as prickly as a clogged drain.
c;But seriously though, have you ever noticed that broccoli is like the ultimate symbol of adulthood? You know, like when you're trying to eat it and it's all like "Hey, you know what, I'll just stick to the sauce, thanks." But then you're all like "Nah, I'm a grown-up, I'll eat you."
Broccoli, the only vegetable that's simultaneously a tree and a punchline.
Or maybe it's just me, and I'm just eating my feelings.