Eating lunch. Popping blueberries in my mouth with abandon. Every now and then one of them has a little grit from the seeds, so I wondered how the seeds were arrayed in the berry. I bite one in half and I am shocked. Blueberries are not blue on the inside! They are albinos enshrouded in a robe of indigo! How has this blueberry lover gone 26 years and not known the true soul of the "blue"berry is white as lamb's wool?

I feel duped. My blueberry eating experience has lost its purity and innocence. Now I know the truth behind the berry.
1 comment:
Ha Ha -- now that's funny!!!
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