I love mangoes.
They don't grow here.
I used to live where people would offer them to me free, just to get rid of them.
So I won't pay $4.00 each for a mango.
My Beloved has been offered all the mangoes he can pick.
That's a whole day's worth of driving from here.
That's why I'm not blogging for the next few days.
How many mangoes am I going to share with you, unless you come and help me peel and freeze them early next week?
... He, he, he.
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