If you are totally bored and have a juvenile sense of humor – of course you do, you’re here, right? – then type “rude vegetables” into your internet search browser.
Protip: before doing this, spend at least a second or two thinking what it is going to do to your search history. Recall that if you do this search and then die your surviving family members will find that your last act was searching for obscene garden offerings.
Hey, it’s your legacy, act accordingly.
Anyhoo, I mention this only because things in Max’s garden are starting to look a little strange. The tomatoes and other veggies are developing, uh, protuberances. I don’t know what causes this or how I should interpret the results.
Let’s just say that the Alpha Japanese Female is now hesitant to accept any produce from me. I have to place the veggies on the counter, back away and allow her a chance to inspect them.
“No more surprises,” she says. You can figure out for yourself why that rule was imposed.
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