225. Lavender farm


Brett and Roy were mates. They bought a lavender farm.

They made lots of lavender stuff, like soap and candles.

They lived in the same house. They slept in the same bed.

Too much lavender. Pooh. They couldn’t hack it. They argued. Roy left.

Brett hanged himself in the garage. Roy can’t smell lavender without retching.

Yeah. Happens quite often that sort of stuff.

Gentle thoughts and expressions of astoundedness are both gratefully accepted.

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