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...

"I am going to the mall to look for some trade"
"The club was packed with trade, honey"

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

Searching up garden on urban dictionary? Thats a new low.

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

Hey asshole, my dog just took a shit in your garden!!!