He makes me climb down off of my precarious make shift furniture-and-boxes-piled-up-ladder that gets me to reaching places I want to be....to say this::
Boy:: "Here. Eat this. It came off a plant outside".
Boy:: "Hahahahaha!!! Well, I did!! It tasted weird. I hope it's not poisoness!!!!!"
And he's gone, back out the door.
Alrighty then. 😳