Maybe it is so that I was subjected to higher than normal levels of testosterone in the womb (check it out yourself what that does), or possibly it is the last remaining spec of the alpha male stuff that's in there, but I really don't see flowers = nice. I basically have to rip off several flowers and their offspring from the ground, mutilate them with a knife and then the result is somehow nice. No, I just can't see myself being nice when doing that, or asking somebody to do that for me (that is to say, buy a bouquet from a shop).
Moreover it maybe just me, but I can't escape the feeling that this thought has actually crossed several other men before, and then it becomes even more weird: for me the flower is then a necessary device to improve the odds of getting laid (but it is not the defining factor though). I would sort of understand all this better if I were asked to bring the head of her enemy, or his whatever possessions, but maiming or killing a flower does indeed puzzle me. Is it for showing that I'm sensitive, but that's sort of weird because bringing it in the first place shows that I'm not really - and for two different reasons. If it is to prove any kind of evolutionary prowess, the flower doesn't offer much of a challenge.
I would much prefer to take women to a garden where the good smell is even more profound, and there's more of those flowers to begin with.
Maybe they should add some kind of sticker warning to the thread suggesting that you'll never look the flowers the same after reading this?
EDIT:
The geniousness of this dawned to me unnaturally slowly:
uh you just said eyes were an appropriate candidate for matching as well (ofc. depending on where you live this may reduce your options to 'dead flowers')
and now that i think of it your other options are basically blue flowers and, uh, leaves (maybe roses if you're dating certain albinos)
A round of applause, this is a perfect logical conclusion, not to mention, surprisingly funny!