Wanted for MURDER

ok... here is the thing... i don't know where i got it.... My father... he can grow anything which stems from his parents that have a massive beautiful farm.... my mother.... she has the most tomatoes that you have ever seen growing in her back yard.... and she got that from her mother that again.... has a MASSIVE garden and farm in her back yard... IN THE DESERT!!!! 

so... where i got my black thumb... my tainted awful horrible black rotting thumb from is anyones guess..... 

my mother and i ride the train to work in the morning (i swear this story relates) we were on the front runner one day, and my mom made a wise crack about how she hated her job... and she was just going to quit and be a farmer and live off the flat of the land.... i said hold on to you panties Lenny..... you are not cut out to be a farmer... and we were sitting next to this lady... that was a little odd and scraggily... but some how clean... as clean as she could be.... we (mom and me) thought that she was alseep (hold on... i swear it relates) she decides to add in her two farm lovin cents about it all, she says "dont knock the farming life, it is a very good living" my mom trying to stay some what corgil to our new conversating friend... says "oh im not knocking it... but i just wouldn't be good at it... i can't grow a thing... (LIAR!!)" our flat of the land friend says..." Well then you just need to find God."...

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i learned a valuable lesson that day... when talking on the train... never assume that people are asleep... you never know when they will throw in one of their God blessed gardening gloves of wisdom...

in closing i need to say something to my victims... may they rest in peace, and im sorry... i tried hard... and im sorry... next time i will give a plant to someone with capable hands...!!!

Erin 7...plants 0