The Pet Weed

Every year there's this ugly, big weed in the backyard. Every year is grows bigger and bigger. Steve loves it. It is his "pet weed". Every year I accidentally back my van into this plant. Of course, it is just a weed; it breaks off at ground level when hit by a van. It withers almost immediately. Steve gets sad and insists I hit it on purpose.

Yesterday, I accidently hit the pet weed. I SWEAR IT WAS AN ACCIDENT!