Are you absolutely sure?
Yes - I want the peril.
No - I'm allergic to grass.
Outside the sliding glass door you see a large expanse of green. I'd love to call it
grass, but that would be giving it too much credit. In our own defense, it was like that
when we moved in, and we've been unable to defeat the evil weeds with our limited gardening
resources. So the prarie continues to thrive... and don't forget to ask us about our
minature buffalo. We're working on the patent as you read.