I find ink cap mushrooms in my friends garden next door. He looks down out of the window to see what I'm up to and I tell him. "They're edible".
He comes down outside and begins telling me about how he loves everything in life, even the seemingly inanimate objects. He talks to them as if they were his children. He says "children are just so wonderful to have... "
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