The Cheery Cherry Family

So my morning started out at the veggie/fruit stand man.

I wanted strawberries (because they're right up there with guac on the favorite foods list) but they were at the tipping point of turning rotten.

So I held back the teary tantrum and went for some cherries.


They look quite lovely and innocent right?
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wait for it
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just a little longer
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you want to slap me right now don't you
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WRONG!

(If this don't make your belly giggle then you should probably click the X now. It doesn't get any better and I don't get any more appropriate.)

I thought that little bugger was just a random phallic fluke out of my seemingly pretty normal bowl of cherries.

But no, THERE WERE MORE!

 There was Shriveled Up Sheldon

Large and in charge Leopold

Chili Pepper Charlie

Bodacious Betty

Lopsided Luna

And just to add some sense of normalcy to this post I give you
Perfect Penelope

Oh and this is what your napkin looks like after you're done being an inappropriate child who not only plays with but also makes fun of their fruits.


I won't even show you my mouth or fingers.

P.S. If you made it all the way down here...I'm sorry. This was quite possibly my dumbest and most pointless blog post yet.