Lowrider

This morning Mr. B got a wild hair and decided that today was the day to start his fruit business. So off we went to Home Depot for a variety of fruit trees. He has sweet memories of climbing mango trees as a child in the Dominican Republic and stuffing himself silly with juicy mangos, so his first pick were mango trees. Tangerine, lemon, plum and nectarines will go nicely with the apple, apricot and peach that we planted last season. It came time to fill the holes and where was Mr. B? At a work meeting of course, so off I go to Home Depot with my loyal helper Senor M (Mr. B's brother). 6 bags of super heavy mulch is what we needed. Senor M loaded 4 of them in the trunk of the car and put 2 in the back seat. As I pulled out onto the road I heard this horrible sound of something dragging and grinding. It did not take long to realize the weight of the stinky mulch was weighing down the back of the car. I had to think fast as cars were all around. I was worried that sparks were shooting out the back of the car, so I told Senor M to lean forward hoping that it would shift just enough weight forward...that did not work. Not wanting to start the car on fire, I pulled over and asked Senor M to pull one bag out of the trunk and put it on the hood. He refused, stating something about that being illegal and unsafe. Something about it will block my view....Not sure what to do and unable to lift it myself I started screaming that we have no other option (I am gonna pull a hormonal pregnancy card on this situation) And like any smart man who has a screaming pregnant woman yelling at them in the middle of a busy road, he complied. All I could do was pray that I did not get pulled over for the stupid idea that I had. Well, I am happy to say that not only did we not get pulled over, but it was just enough weight difference to stop the dragging sound. I am so smart. Now, lets hope the crazy combination of trees that we planted grow so that he can sell them on the corner in 5 years.