My neighbor hacked down her avocado tree. She ruined a good tree. It made me mad. It made the birds mad. It made everybody mad.
The tree gave the most unusual avocados. They were long and succulent. They were phallic and sexual looking, simply delicious. She doesn’t like avocados. That’s fine, but why kill the tree?
She said she had rats in the garage and the rats were destroying her material possessions. She paid four hundred dollars to have the rats exterminated. That didn’t work. She paid another two hundred and fifty to hack down the tree, six hundred and fifty dollars to kill rats and a tree. She didn’t have to kill the tree. She could have trimmed it back. She mutilated it. She’s a tree killer. That tree didn’t do anything to her. It just lovingly gave fruit.
I know she’s going to act real nice and make apologies the next time she see’s me. I told her how much I loved those avocados. It’s just cruel. I’m still mad about it. She ruined a good tree. 
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