What makes people do the things they do? It's hard to say. When I'm in a grocery store or a corner bodega, why do I have to grab two enormous melons and walk around with them chest level and not purchase them? It's impossible to stop me from doing so. It's a reflex. I'm strange. Total a-hole. I know I'm not alone. What makes us melon grabbers grab melons? And I'm not talking about you fella melon grabbers of the human flesh variety; you've got an entirely different set of friggin' problems.
6 comments:
Well, you've got great melons, so flaunt them!
aw, honey i thank you. i really dew.
now that our secret's out, you realize we cantelope now.
The grocery store is the funniest store ever. If you look around in the ethnic food isles you can find some great stuff.
Damn. Now I'm all melancholy.
no worries; it's all water under the melon.
(what did you expect me to dew, pun with "casaba?")
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