– My neighbor is an Avid Gardener, he was out there digging at 3’oc in the Morning!
– He’s so good the next day the Police showed up to check out his work.
I’m a Good Guy. I love my Wife, my Mom, my Dogs and my Friends. I pay my Taxes in a timely manner and try to smile and spread positivity wherever I can. I always bring my garbage bins back in right after the truck picks them up, and when parking? Those yellow lines are sacred. Even. In . The . WINTER. So – you might find it hard to believe THAT I’M A SERIAL KILLER.
It always starts out innocently enough. I’m getting groceries for my Family and wander into the flower and plant se
ction. Surrounded by vibrant colours and the earthy smell of growing things, a particular succulent or leafy…. plant-thing… catches my eye and I think “Wouldn’t this brighten up the living room!” I add it to my cart and smile at myself… I’ll even name it. How about Bruce? This time it’ll be different.
A week goes by, maybe two, and I’ve been busy! Then some morning while running through the house I think “better check on….. NO!” I’ve struck again.
Where once life took root… now only the brown stock of remorse. I’m sorry Bruce.
The GOOD news is, there are plants for people like me. Plants impervious to my deadly predications.
They’re called Plastic
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