My vegetable. MINE!!
So I ran into Michael and Terry Schaivo in the produce section at Safeway.
???: Hey, nice retard ya got there, what's her name?
MS: Her name is Terry. She is not a retard. She has absolutely no thought and no feeling. She is a vegetable. She's my wife.
???: Hmmmn... Who is that other lady?
MS: Thats' my girlfriend.
???: Sweet... very progressive. I like. You three look happy together, Why is Terry smiling?
MS: That's not a smile. That's your basic vegetable expression.
I quickly scan the squash section looking for that same smile. Out of the corner of my eye I notice a pumpkin that seems to be grinning but then I realize that it is Terry Schaivo. I spot no smiling vegetables and definitely none with boobs or big yellow teeth.
???: Whatever you say I guess. Anyway, Why are you and the girlfriend smiling?
MS: Because Terry is about to get her wish.
???: Wish? What wish? I thought you just said she is a vegetable. Do all of these vegetables have wishes?
MS: Listen asshole. Don't you watch the news? My vegetable had a heart attack, that's what turned her into a vegetable. Before that, she told me that if she ever turned into a vegetable that she would rather die. Now the court's said that she can finally die. I can finally yank her feeding tube. No more vegetable.
???: Courts? Why courts? Did you guys really talk about that? I mean about what if you were a vegetable? I like to imagine what it would be like if I was a bicycle seat. I always talk about that with everybody.
MS: Geez, somebody ought to yank your feeding tube. Courts because her "PARENTS" are saying some bullshit about how they LOVE her and like her the way she is. They think they know her wishes and LOVE her better than I do. Bullshit.
???: Hmmmmmn, I am a little confused. Why is that automatically bullshit?
MS: Look asshole. She is MY vegetable now. See this marriage license? That says that she is MY VEGETABLE!! MINE!!!!
Michael's girlfriend pinches his arm really hard.
Girlfriend: (angrily whispering with a huge smile on her face) Ours Michael, ours.
Terry leaks out a long squeaky fart ssssqueeeeeaaaaaaaaaaap. It doesn't smell like a vegetable, in fact it smells an awful lot like ham.
???: All right everybody calm down. Look I don't understand marriage and property laws all that well, but that vegetable came out of her mothers thing, she is half of her fathers genes. Don't you think you could at least use a little nicer tone? You can understand where they might be a little anxious about your claim to her as YOUR vegetable. Owning a carrot is one thing, but your carrot is smiling and farting.
MS: Which is exactly why I don't want them anywhere near MY VEGETABLE!!
???: So you don't even let them visit Terry? -- I mean your vegetable?
MS: NO! They want to keep it alive.
???: And you want to kill it.
MS: Not kill it you jerk. Let it die.
???: And how do you do that?
MS: Remove the feeding tube.
???: Starvation? Whoa... that's brutal. How long does that take?
MS: About a week. Dude remember she is a vegetable. It's like leaving a piece of fruit on the counter for a week.
Terry lets loose a thunderous belch. BUUUUUUURRRRROOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAHHHHP! I think I detect her smile grow fractions of a millimeter wider. She definitely has a satisfied glint in her eye that I recognize from my best belches.
???: A piece of smiling, farting fruit with boobs, hair and a big slobbering, toothy belching mouth maybe. Wait. Isn't starvation illegal? Like I got a ticket once for not feeding my dogs for two weeks. I was trying to teach them how to feed themselves, I thought my tough love would encourage them to get a job or something but they never figured out how to work the can opener. Why can't you just shoot her in the head or throw her in a pot of boiling water? Wouldn't that be quicker? More humane?
MS: I AM NOT AN ANIMAL!
???: Dude, be patient with me, I'm not very smart. Let me recap to see if I understand.
Terry is your vegetable
because you married her
she told you to let her die
if she ever got vegetablish
her parents say that they think she wants to live and is happy
and they point to her
smile
and farts
and burps
as proof
and they want her to live
and they will feed her every day forever if needs be
but you don't want that
because Terry wouldn't want that
and she is your property
and the best way to grant Terry her wish is to
kill her
by starvation
because shooting her
or beating her to death with a hammer
would be barbaric
even though you claim that
despite her smile
she has absolutely no feeling
and wouldn't know the difference anyway.
Am I missing anything?
MS: Yes.
???: Are you gonna tell me?
MS: Only if you won't tell anybody else.
???: I wouldn't dream of it.
MS: The life insurance policy I have only pays if she dies naturally. If I killed her with a hammer, although that would be much more humane than slow death by starvation, I wouldn't get jack squat.
???: Ahhhhhhhhhh, Now I get it. Nigga gatta get paid WOOT WOOT! Starve her. Biaaatchh!
MS: That's' what I'm talkin' bout holmes!
We both do high fives. Michael's girlfriend giggles with glee. Terry keeps on a'smilin'.



