This is my brother modeling my can of pineapple tidbits. And doritos. Which is not the point of this picture. The pineapple is a thing of beauty and therefore a joy forever. (Thank you, Keats, and the beautiful memories of the sign in that shop in Lugano). I love pineapple. I love that pineapples in a can are preserved in their own juice. I love eating them. And I love my mom, because she got them for me. Also, it's the cheapest way to eat a ton of pineapple. Yay!
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Number 10 Can of Joy
This is my brother modeling my can of pineapple tidbits. And doritos. Which is not the point of this picture. The pineapple is a thing of beauty and therefore a joy forever. (Thank you, Keats, and the beautiful memories of the sign in that shop in Lugano). I love pineapple. I love that pineapples in a can are preserved in their own juice. I love eating them. And I love my mom, because she got them for me. Also, it's the cheapest way to eat a ton of pineapple. Yay!
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That is a lot of pineapple
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