Yesterday the office conversation somehow wandered into the topic of "gangs." Where the various gangs came from, where they've settled, how they've grown, etc. Ppal said, I may be wrong, but I'm pretty sure the Crips (or the Bloods- one of them) got started in Bluefield, West Virginia. Knowing this to be wrong, I suggested that maybe he was thinking of the Apple Dumpling Gang.
Today at the end of the day, ChickenBob came in stating that he needed a "manly" plant for his house and it had to fit into a "Number 10 pot." Trying not to laugh secretary (who has no idea what he means by number 10 pot) says "what about a cactus." ponder. ponder. "No, I don't like cactuses." I realize it's cacti but he teaches physed- what can you do? So together without prior consultation we instructed him to go shopping for a "Number 8 Philodendron"..."be sure it's a number 8..." I wish I could be a fly on the plant shop wall.
Tomorrow we're going to share the "take a box of frozen corn and lay it in the plant" technique to stimulate plant growth.
You are flat-out wicked! that poor man. He's never going to ask you for advice again.
ReplyDeleteTell him to plant a dead goldfish with the philodendron. You can get "feeders" at the pet store.
I have a black thumb. I can wilt plastic ivy.
Awesome!!! LOL ;-)
ReplyDeleteThat isn't even fair, Becky!!! Damn funny, but not fair!!!!!!
ReplyDeleteLOL! (truly!)
ReplyDeleteOMG! You crack me up!
ReplyDeleteChecked the history of the Bloods. Sorry, no Bluefield WV
ReplyDeleteI love this sooooo much. You just made some plant-seller's day!
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