You will burn, do you hear me? Burn! The righteous flames of love and tolerance shall sear the flesh from your very bones!
Madness string 38653
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.