My lovely visionary announced today that she was going to have her lawn mowed by other people and have her grass fertilized everyday. She said that she would color her toilet water blue and that she would be rich to pay for it all. Ready to pounce with a moral lesson about hard work, I asked -
"How will you do that?".
"What do you call those things that suck your blood?"
"Leaches?", I guessed. "Yes, I'm going to be a leach hunter. They get paid a thousand dollars a day."
Good to know...
Thank you Dirty Jobs.
