Daniel couldn't believe his eyes, even after putting both fists into them and rotating briskly, but there it was -- Jack on his knees before a gleaming white porcelain throne. But this was on the front lawn?! Seeing his friend's back and shoulders bob and jerk, Daniel's first thought was what he would think whenever this scene appeared inside, in the bathroom, in his house -- like normal -- if Jack tossing his cookies could be considered that.

Falling to his knees beside his stricken friend he couldn't decide what he should do. Jack's head came up, a huge smile on his face -- so not what Daniel had expected.

"Hey, what do you think of my new planter," Jack smirked. His arm waved over a cascade of red, white and blue petunias.

All Daniel could do was roll his eyes in surprise.