RIP: Mr. Grasshopper

Remember last week when I mentioned about that grasshopper squatting in my flower pot. Mother Fucker went and DIED. It's a good thing for my flowers.... however my youngest daughter seemed pretty bent out of shape when we found his rigor mortis carcass clinging to some leaves. It kinda went like this:

Me: Oh hey, the grasshopper's still here

*poke*

Me: He's not moving

*poke*

Me: Oh GAWD his leg fell off!!!!... oh wait he's dead.

*plop*

Me: Into the garbage you go Mr. Grasshopper

Daughter: ........ :(......... Grasshopper's dead :(

I'd like to say that it was the frost that killed him, most family members look into my criminal past (that would be my Brown Thumb!) and think I had something to do with his death. I didn't do it.

Honest.