Wednesday, February 4, 2009

Awaiting cherry season.


Once upon a time, at least until this morning, oranges were my favorite fruit. And since it is the height of the season, I have consumed little else but blood oranges.

This morning, however, upon catching my sister staring in horror at the half-eaten blood orange in my hand, I ask, “What?”

“How can you eat THAT?”

“What’s wrong with it?”

“Uh… It looks like oral sex on your period.”


And just like that, I’m over oranges because you know what? She’s sure not lying.

2 comments:

  1. First of all. ..Gross!
    Second of all....
    ....


    .....DISGUSTING!!

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