Taylor: Let's go to the comic convention.
You: That's a terrible idea, you garden.
Taylor: Did you just call me a hoser?
You: In so many words...

She almost panicked when she noticed her garden poking out of her bikini bottom.

Awake, O north wind; and come, thou south; blow upon my garden, that the spices thereof may flow out. Let my beloved come into his garden, and eat his pleasant fruits.
-- Bible, Song of Songs 4:16

Get over into the right lane, there's a garden of school buses in front of us picking up students from the art museum.

I couldn't figure out why the pig kept looking at me, but then I saw a garden staring at me like "remember me from the pen?"

"dude, the gardener got arrested" or "i saw the gardener yesterday"

Guy: Just listened to The Garden - the beats are so narly! is it expiremental, rock,electronic, alternative?

Gal: it’s Vada Vada- a mix!

Guy: wow- I suddenly discovered another aspect of life through the lyrics, I’ve never looked at it that way!

Gal: it’s fun isn’t it? !