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Cy Valley wrote:
Uke wrote:

So...why's grapefruit so popular then?


 My mother always liked it.  Maybe that's it.


 Uke's mother served us halved grapephruit sprinkled in white sugar! Always! (Apparently as a phoil becuz the real taste was acrid, not sweet...)



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Been buying organic grapefruit when available and leaving it on the plant stand in the sun for a day or two .

It's very sweet that way. Just like grapefruit soda pop. 



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Thunderwagon5000 wrote:

Been buying organic grapefruit when available and leaving it on the plant stand in the sun for a day or two .

It's very sweet that way. Just like grapefruit soda pop. 


 Back in Vagina, Snippy silently wretches.



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OK. No grapefruit for you then. Noep.

Sardine and onion sanwiches or nothing at all until breakfast.

 



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That's a relief! A sardine and onion sammich right about now sounds good!



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aibohphobia 
 
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August 30, 2007 Urban Word of the Day
The irrational fear of palindromes (words that read the same forwards and backwards).
Dude 1: Hey, what's your name? 
Dude 2: Bob. 
Dude 1: AAAAAAAAAAH! *Runs and hides behind sofa* 
Bob: Wow. 
Dude 1: AAAAAAAAAAH! *Runs away and falls down stairs*
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Let's amke more of these vocabulary words.

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I was visiting a Budget Tapes and Records store in the mid-70's.
Good friends with the store owner. One day while I was in the store,
the "Citrus Man" showed up. This guy come packing boxes of
the sweetest oranges/grapefruits. He had this special presentation
to get you to buy his product. First instead of the usual "peel the
orange and eat every section" this guy sliced the orange in half
with a knife and then made 8 wedges that you eat "pussy style".
Well this is the way I eat oranges/grapefruits today...pussy style.
I have no trouble finding grapefruits that are plenty sweet enough
to not need anything. I also get a "buzz" from eating a whole
grapefruit at once. It's a brief but very noticible "charge" from
getting some "live vitamin C" in a large dose.

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I stopped out front of the deli
And out in front of the deli was a man
eating the most tremendous pickle
A pickle the size of four pregnant watermelons
Just a huge monster pickle

He walked up to me, pushed the pickle in my face
and started asking me questions
It was about the same time I noticed the pickle in my face
I noticed a cord hangin' from the long end of the pickle
Goin' up his sleeve down his shirt,
into his pants and shoes
Out into a briefcase he had near his feet

I knew it wasn't an ordinary pickle
But it was about the same time I noticed the
cord hangin' out of the pickle
That a four foot cop arrived with a five foot gun
A cop that one time musta been around six foot three
But was met at the bottom of a mountain
By a flyin', singin' writin' weirdo freak

He walked up and with one tremendous hand
He grabbed the pickle away from the other guy
He threw it, a hundred feet, straight up in the air
And while the pickle was half way
between going up and coming down
He took out his gun and put a three inch bullet hole
Right through the long end of the pickle
It started comin' back down
He stuck out his foot
He caught the pickle on his big toe
And balancing the pickle on his big toe
He reached his huge hand into his little pocket
Pulled out a 10 foot ticket
He borrowed my pen
He wrote it up
Then he rolled it up
And stuffed it in the bullet hole in
the middle of the pickle
Took the pickle with the ticket
And shoved it down my throat

It was at that very moment that the
pickle with the ticket was goin'
down my throat
That I knew for sure that, that I didn't want a pickle

I don't want a pickle
Just want to ride on my motor-cicle



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