which is three things.
and none of them include me.
1. his stupid grill that he doesn’t shut up about.
2. his ice shanty.
relax – that gas can is empty.
3. his tomato plants that he seriously won’t shut the fuck up about.
side note – the super fox kept saying that when i took these pictures she was peeing on shitler’s tomato plants.
and i must say, that if that’s the case, then i’m concerned with her method of relieving herself.
and that it might trickle down her leg.