...but just one more year, and I really mean it this time .
You aren't fooling me with this spring display, I know exactly what will happen by June. I need to see some substantial improvement in your performance or you're out. And you have to quit using Sally as a crutch. Shameless.
I'm documenting all of this. Every black spot, every blob of rust, all of it. One more year. Last chance.
(Eden, aka Pierre De Ronsard, planted here circa 1999)