Okay, Basil, you understood the assignment. Okay, Queen Okra, you got it. Tomatoes gone, peppers gone, watermelon gone, and my strawberries. Baby, they are screaming. I don’t even know who to blame. The heat, the rain, or myself. Y’all pray for my garden. Pray for me. They just said, “I’m out. I’m just gone. I’m I’m done. I can’t do it. I just cannot do it. I can’t. It’s too hot. [Music]

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