Purple!

When I brought this beauty, an Islander bell pepper, home from the store, I mentioned to Brian that it was purple, but he was in a 24 induced TV coma and didn't hear me, apparently.  So a few days into our trip to California I called and asked how the garden was doing.  He went back to check on it.  Our conversation went like this:

"OH NO."

"What?  What happened?"

"I think I killed the peppers!"

"Why?  What happened?"

"They turned PURPLE."

I laughed.