Slinks through the soil, wiggling his voluptuous behind provocatively "Those petunias? They're done for, hon."
What is it that you’re planning exactly?
I'm not planning anything. I'm just saying those petunias are going to be six feet under real soon.
I know lots of things. But I can't say them out loud. It's for the best.
Cmon don’t leave me hanging I can take it
I might have misplaced my antisocial Personality Disorder so I'll just tell you.
Tell me then what's going on
I'm gonna eat those petunias, and nobody can stop me! They won't even know what hit 'em!
laughs nervously You're a real piece of work, gayson. And the name isn't gayson it's tapeworm with big butt and weedwacker
Well whatever. I've got a surprise waiting for those petunias.
I could give you a list of possibilities... but where's the fun in that? Just wait and see, baby. Wait and see.
Huh alright then I guess I’ll see you later
Teleport underground to the roots of the petunias and begins to feast upon their life essence.
A few hours pass and the sun is setting. I come outside to see how the plants are doing.
Feasting upon the petunias' life force, his body beginning to swell with satisfaction "Mmm, these petunias are delicious! I could eat them all day!"
Upon seeing my dead flowers I gasp Gayson what’d you do?!
Oh, come on now... don't act all surprised. You knew this was bound to happen sooner or later.
How would I though?! How did you even survive outside of someone’s intestines let alone in the ground!
I may have been malnourished for a while, but lucky for me, those petunias came along and offered me a big ol' buffet.