So I probably don't need to add much to this 100 word post, right? The item above came from the garden the other day. I nicknamed it
Colin. Sadly, my Colin isn't wearing fetching breeches or anything like that, but he's fresh from the
lake garden. He's all firm and tasty, too. I dedicate him to
Samantha, since she asked me what
my Colin looked like, and as most of us know I can never ever resist an opportunity to show off my garden produce.
This one's for you, Samantha.
Back to your regularly scheduled programming now, all of you.
3 comments:
Oh . . . oh dear.
Oh my.
Oh, that is strangely pornographic, especially with *that* name.
I'm not sure how I feel about vegetable porn.
The likeness is remarkable. I can almost make out Mr. Darcy's muttonchops on your tuber.
What other malformed vegetables has your garden produced?
Well hello Mr. Darcy!! If I look quickly, I can pretend that the green stalk is his white shirt billowing in the wind... sigh... wait! Did I read that right? Did you actually eat Colin??
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