A few weeks ago, when buying a mother's day cactus, we came across a one legged man who bragged all up and down to TJ about his own beautiful yard. After first insulting the purchases we were making (how was i supposed to know my mom wouldn't use gloves and get an infection from one of the spines?), he then made TJ smell his flower and so boldly extended the offer for TJ to come "work" in his "yard," any time.
Gayest pirate I've ever met.
He wanted TJ to shiver his timbers,
if you know what I'm sayin'.
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