[Honey]

He laughed as he lifted the glass to take another drink, and coughing up some of the water he continued to laugh. "Oh Gabe, tha weeds don't need no pity, they already have tha sun and my land, the evil things that they are." Appreciatively he gave a gentle pat to the boy's shoulder, "I suppose we should get back out there though, make sure to drink the rest of your water." The man left his glass on the railing of the porch as he walked back towards the field muttering and laughing about the joke in earnest.