Sunday, 30 September 2007

I say tomato

Hey look, I managed to sustain life! Not only did I avoid eradicating life: I actually made it comfortable enough to thrive as well. So here are some tasty tomatoes grown on my balcony.

How they tasted? Hmm, well the insides were a bit more sour than I would have hoped for ( but then again, I hoped for tomatoes that tasted like sugar candy ), but the outer shell tastes like a really fresh tomato smells. That is: awesome.

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

"The insides were a bit more sour than I hoped for". If I had a nickel for every time you said that to me during sexual intercourse I would have hmm, let's see, darn, yeah right: 6 pence and 4 zloty. Nice looking vegetables by the way /Who Am I?

Bjarne said...

Hmm, you are obviosly someone that thinks some amount of nickels adds up to a totally different currency. More clues please, because I say that to all my sexual partners :)

Anonymous said...

Riddle me this, riddle me that, I never wear pants and I don't have a hat /Who Am I?

Bjarne said...

Easy: You are an ostridge. But without the pants and hat.