Chachie came over to the house to do some yard work this past weekend cause he misses it on accounta he lives in an apartment. I decided to help him.
GIBBY: Hey Chachie! I can work this shrub cutter thingy! I can help you cut the shrubs!
CHACHIE: Ummmmm. You better just put that down, Gibby. You know how you are with tools...
EVIL HEDGE TRIMMER: Grrrrrrr! I'm thirsty for fatty blood!
10 minutes later....
DOCTOR AT E.R.: Sooooooo......yeah.......you're not the outdoorsy type are you?
8 stitches later. Notice I changed my shirt to "look nice" at the hospital.
Back at home, over a glass of my "medicine" I decide that it may be time to retire from "the yard game."
Victory: Hedge Trimmers