And the farmer said, “Wife, blog this as a warning to all who dare dine uninvited in my garden paradise!”

” Ye FIENDS of the infernal pit. Thou hast feasted upon my tender tomatoes, thou hast devoured my precious peppers!”

“Prepare to DIE!”

I remained composed in the doctor’s office but started to cry as I pulled out of the parking garage. Tears of joy? Sadness? Both? I’ll leave it to your imagination to decide.