__18.03.2003 @ 11:46_______
Once upon a time there was a fruit bowl. In this fruit bowl lived some fruit. They were Max the banana, Louise the Orange, Harry the Lime and Geraldine the grapefruit.
Now Max was married to Louise and Harry to Geraldine. They were all very good friends and enjoyed spending a lot of time together in the fruit bowl. One night Harry and Geraldine held a particularly fine dinner party for both couples where copious amounts of alcohol had been consumed. Towards the end of the night when everyone was suitably drunk Harry revealed the real reason he threw the party. Partner swapping.
Max and Louise were shocked but intrigued. Eventually with some gentle persuasion they headed off into seperate bedrooms (quite a big fruit bowl this) and things that do not need to be described here happened.
The next morning was rather awkward. Noone knew what to say to each other. Max and Louise headed back to their part of the fruit bowl in silence. From then on they tried to avoid Harry and Geraldine out of embarressment.
And this my friends, shows how easily fruit friendships can be ruined. A sad tale i am sure you will agree.
Pretty soon after all this occured Harry was plucked from the bowl by a big hand and then eaten.
Max and Louise did not attend the funeral.
The End.
Inspiration For This Tale: Some deep dark recess of my mind
Sensory Input For This Tale: Joy Division - Unknown Pleasures
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