Chia Pet

How did these scary things become a Christmas tradition?

I came downstairs last night to find the Chia soaking, face up, in a container of water, like some mob hit in a Scorsese movie. By this afternoon the seeds had been plated on his scalp and now the waiting begins.

Since nothing is too stupid for this blog, I will try my best to follow its progress as the Chia grows hair. Pinch me.