stone when we were in italy...ages agoi bought a bunch of black grapes the other day. i washed them, took them off the stem(s) and placed them in the fridge....all set to snack upon.
i was munching on a few of said tasty grapes, when the following conversation happened.....
court: i like these grapes, but they kinda leave a film in my mouth
stone: those aren't grapes
court: um, yes they are....they're black grapes
stone: well that explains a lot. all week i've been trying to figure out why those big blueberries taste like grapes
he is just so utterly absurd sometimes it makes me fall for him all over again.
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