Over the weekend, I braved the bracing cold and close proximity to students from the other college/university in my town/city to go to the the supermarket. Amongst my other purchases (principally, or should I say ___, orange juice) I bought an organic avocado, which was a steal at the price of $1.08. I took it home with me on the bus. I waited several days for my avocado to ripen, tossing it from hand to hand and prodding it on occasion to test for ripeness. Today, I judged it ready for consumption (eating, not tuberculosis).
I opened it up and to my surprise, there was a werewolf standing there with glowing gold eyes. Just foolin'. That's Werewolf Bar Mitzvah. I actually saw this.
It pretty much tasted like that.
So I threw it in the compost. Now it can be reconstituted into a tastier and less brown avocado!
A revelation I had tonight, not about avocados: Polythene Pam's last name is Mustard, since she is the sister of Mean Mr. (Mustard).
Unless Pam married and changed her last name.
ReplyDeleteHmm...based on the song, I doubt she was marriageable.
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