'God and his conversation with St. Francis. FUNNY and true!GOD:Frank, you know all about gardens and nature. What in the world is going on down there ...n the planet? What happened to the dandelions, violets, milkweeds and stuff I started eons ago? I had a perfect no-maintenance garden plan. Those plants grow in any type of soil, withstand drought and multiply with abandon. The nectar from the long-lasting blossoms attracts butterflies, honey bees and flocks of songbirds. I expected to see a vast. I’m sure he’ll get his rocks off to this when it’s on!”Kimberly looks down at her powerful pet, ruffles his head, then looks back up at Meghan. “Well, I’m sure Tank can help you give them something to get his rocks off to...”She reaches around his neck, without breaking eye contact, and unhooks the dog – who walks, rather than bounds, forward toward the other woman.Meghan watches as he approaches. Standing, hands on hips, feet apart, head on an angle – looking completely unimpressed, or at. “Need anything before I go.” I said “No I’ll be fine sweetie.” She said I got up and opened the door; I closed the door and sat down waiting for my mother to do something. She just sat there listening to the television. I got up very quietly and walked to the sliding door. I opened it.“Dave” She called out. I slammed the door and walked over to her. I covered her mouth. She freaked out. She started thrashing around. Screaming as I muffled her mouth.“Shut the fuck up.” I yelled making sure to. The only furnishings in the room was a large chamber pot off in one corner. At least, it had been recently emptied and cleaned, so it did not stink as it otherwise would have. Now The Ghost knew why the window was open: to let out the smell of the chamber pot. There were no children in the room, so The Ghost moved to the door to see what was happening in the hall. The hall was empty; this was a good time to leave the room.The Ghost noticed that every one of these rooms had a deadbolt on the.