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    Situations

    “Bette?”

     

    “Yeah…”

     

    “What are you doing?”

     

    “The same thing I usually do at this time of the evening…”

     

    “Do you have to do it every night?”

     

    “Yes…” Bette rolled her eyes; sometimes her girlfriend asked really stupid questions.

     

    “Why…?”

     

    “T… you know the answer to that.”

     

    “Well, surely it wouldn’t matter if you missed one night.”

     

    “No, it probably wouldn’t if it was only one, but I like doing it and they need it…”

     

    “Why do they need so much?”

     

    “Because they would wilt and die.” Bette once again rolled her eyes; these questions are things kids asked in kindergarten.

     

    “But Bette all you do every evening is walk around the garden with a hosepipe and pick bits of twigs off plants!”

     

    “Tina, it’s an essential part of the process of gardening, and because we live in a warm climate, they need the extra water each day.”

     

    “Can I help you?”

     

    “I don’t think so, thanks anyway…”

     

    “Why not…?” Tina whined.

     

    “T, just because you sat on the step and gave Jenny some herbs for her cooking, does not constitute you being a gardener or green fingered…”

     

    “I don’t think your Rosemary plant is very good anyway, Tim said it tasted funny.”

     

    “Tina, that is because you gave Jenny Lavender, not Rosemary!”

     

     

     

     

     

    Comments

    1. OH MY GOD….im still laughing…Tims been eating Lavender…no wonder he left Jenny!…ya know just when i think these are really funny…you come up with yet another…very subtle in places…but really really funny!…Nice one mate!

    2. “Green fingered” conjured up another image and I hope we’re all adult enough to know what that is without me saying it. funnyone’s herb comment reminded me of a story about an idiot who dialed 911 to report that his garden was on fire and what do they find when they get there? Three guesses and the first 2 don’t count. By the way, I’m not a gardener at all so I had no idea rosemary is used for cooking. *bangs head on desk* I thought it was just a decoration for Jenny and Tim’s house! *dies of shame*

    3. Boy, you really have reversed their roles from the accepted cannon, at least where cooking and gardening is concerned. Besides the kind that taste funny, does Bette have any ‘herbs’ in her garden that smell funny? If so I hope the LAPD don’t fly over her garden in a helicopter.

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