'i love him. i hate gardening.'

you and ringo were gardening. it was quite well known (by ringo's complaints) that he hated gardening. he didn't find the same joy in it that you did. you spent hours in your garden, weeding, planting, watering, often times you were in there just because you could. today, you had finally convinced ringo to garden with you. to cut to the point, he looked ridiculous. the gloves he had chosen to wear were too big, his hat hid half his face... at least he was trying.

"this is ridiculous, george."