Today, I impulsively bought a bonsai tree with Bubby from a delightful Japanese woman. I saw her and her creepy white van parked in a random lot on the way home. It was lined with shelves of tiny, adorable trees. The greenery and her beaming smile made it less intimidating, and we were drawn in. (That’s how people die, ya know. Lured by the promise of innocent, little treasures to windowless vans against their better judgement. And I took my KID!)
Speaking of, the worst thing that happened to us was Bubby lightly hitting his head on one of the shelves and earning the sympathy of our gracious host, who had no idea I briefly thought she just might snatch us up in her creep-mobile. She quickly apologized and comforted him by giving him a tiny ceramic frog – even though he wasn’t crying at all. He’s just a charmer!
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