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Him: “Oranges!”
Me: “You’re selling oranges!?”
Him: “Yah, oranges!”
Me: “How much?”
Him: “Five bucks a bag.”
Me: “Where’d you get the oranges from!?”
Him: “God made these oranges!”
Me: “But where’d you get them from?”
Him: “God.”
You love oranges, I get it.
You probably peel an orange with those hands of yours after you finish your tuna fish sandwich each and every day at lunchtime. You probably think to yourself how glorious it is that you’re infusing your body with well-needed vitamin C and having a healthy snack that’s leagues ahead of the typical chips and/or protein bars. You probably happily munch away at the juicy-goodness of your in-season orange and wonder why the rest of the world hasn’t yet jumped on the bandwagon you’re currently riding.
And that’s why I’m writing this open letter to you, Orange Citrus Finger-Smeller.
There’s three smells, that once you get on your fingers, are very very very hard to get rid of, even with antibacterial soap and/or sandpaper. They are:
Words for My Enjoyment is the official blog of writer Paul Davidson. He lives in Los Angeles where, well, the magic happens.
