We all make mistakes. My dad's gardener was named Jesus. So I asked him if he came back to save our souls. He said no comprende, he didn't understand. So I crucified him. Buried his *** under the Rose bush. The next year my dad had grown award winning roses on that spot where I buried Jesus. It was a mistake on my part. I should have buried him under the peach tree. That ******* tree hasn't produced a good crop in years. You live and learn.