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Anybody that would shoot somebody over an argument about a garden hose, male or female, in law or outlaw, isn't somebody that is going to live and let live.
No matter how ugly the argument gets, anybody willing to shoot somebody over a garden hose is a little too cranky to be armed, because that is an act of lunacy.
Anyone that would shoot somebody over a garden hose is a luttle too silly to have a gun.
I shot the guy who was going to shoot me over the garden hose before he could do it because I knew he wasn't right in the head, which is a good reason.
People argue about everything from sports to politics all the time without ending up dead, so you gotta wonder about a story about a guy getting shot over a garden hose, even where two hostile parties are concerned. What's sillier about a garden hose argument than sports or politics? There's not many things people argue about that aren't silly, and yet people still argue in 2019.
The guy is gonna get himself shot over his willful ignorance and arguments about hoses, appliances, tools, supplies, and junk around the house, he talks too fuckin much to be around a true gangster, the kind of guy who will kill a motherfucker and his dog for talking about a garden hose.
When someone violently spraying diarrhea out of their prolapsed anus
I had some bad fish, then he fucked me so hard I ended up with a garden hose.
The secret magical place where you keep your give a shits!
Let me take you to "my garden of give a shits!"
Usual response, that doesn't exist!
Exactly. I'm all out.
You achieve a grill garden (GG) when a significant portion of your food ends up staying in your front teeth. All ages can achieve a GG, but the receding gums of the over 50 crowd are both more susceptible and less embarrassed by it.
(After lunch)
SIS: What's up with dad's teeth?
BRO: He's just sporting his grill garden. His Silver Singles profile pics are more impressive. Maybe he's trying to attract some vegetarian women or maybe salad just sticks in his teeth more.
Something a middle class English woman will say when about to go to the garden to smoke a cigarette.
M: Jimmy, darling, I'm retiring to the garden for a moment. Will you be joining me?
J: That would be marvelous, mother! Shall I put the kettle on?