I was at the gas station, and I went into the little store to get my change, and there sitting next to the register was a large, attractive wicker basket filled with fake straw. It definitely wasn't real straw. It was the color of straw, but it was more like a cross between straw and paper shreddings.
Anyway, sitting in the fake straw were four or five shiny apples. Shiny, red, with yellow flecks. There was a sign on the basket handle that said Chiquita.
Weird stuff going on in this world, gentlemen and ladies. I am not one of those people who is afraid of change for its own sake, but somewhere there's a line, and we better find it so we can go draw it in a little darker. I mean, I've heard a lot about this whole supposed "GMO" controversy, but how in the world can it even be possible to grow apples from banana trees?
It may be time to get a coalition going again. Things need looking into.
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