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Random mermaid
My mom killed a plastic plant back in the 60's. Left it next to a space heater and it wilted! My grandmother never let her live it down, either. Whenever my mom got even the slightest bit lippy with her, she'd say, 'Hey Linda, remember that time you managed to kill a fake plant? I do.' And my mom would just sit there and pout and stare.

I haven't read all of them because it's a Friday night and I have plans, so don't shoot me if it turns out some of them are more evil than others. But it's all in there, if you are looking for background material for your next Kafka novel.