Gardener plows her flower garden

Oh, all dogs, actually.

Yeah, tell me about it.

Well, it's just you and me.

Well, I've got a thing to tell you that nobody believes me.

You know, my husband, he goes on Mondays.

So he was gone the other day.

And I was busy in the garden, taking care of my flowers.

My son was on his bike too.

He's got a buddy who's looking for him.

Then I'll say, no, he's gone.

And you won't believe what happened next.

Don't let the colleague relax us, because I don't see that anymore.

He'll never guess. I don't know how this happened.

Hello.

Hello.

Shall we eat?

Has he left yet?

Was.

Yes.

Oh no, we were going to ride a motorcycle together.

No, he's already left.

Oh, boy.

Oh, I'm sorry, Jens.

What do I do now?

We were gonna go for a drive together.

Maybe you can help me a little, huh?

Yeah, Blum, see, my world.

We were supposed to eat some chicks outside.

Ah, as usual.

Of course you do.

Well, I wouldn't even be that derivative,.

I'd like to have some fun with a young guy like that.

Yeah, and a mature woman would hurt me, too.

I'm over 40, I can't do that.

I don't think I can do that anymore.

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