No two cracks

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[adetaildiva]

are exactly the same.

I speak specifically here of the beloved pistachio.
wife brought home a bag of them the other night, and I tried to treat the bag of pistachios with great caution because those things - once you start, you just can't stop.

Finally took the first pistachio, the second, the third, the tenth, the twentieth, so on.

Whilst I did munch the pistachios I found myself going down the usual path towards the attainment of even the most slight smidgen of enlightenment, to, well, just about anything. What's wrong with the computer making that weird noise? something to do with a fan or something, got the 2005 photographer's market propping up the butt end, and if that doesn't work, there's the 2005 writer's market which is much thicker and has been just as useful as the 2005 photographer's market. Others ponderings came and went, like how come, when I get the annual quota of two or three positive feedbacks they are all anonymous, which means I cannot contact them and shower them with gratitude. and in the latest thing I'm messing with, how does the reverend get those wet panties from his hand back to the bed? and does he masturbate or spank the naughty young woman who continues to tempt him? Or both? but which first, and second?

Anyway, I was munching the pistachios during these and other random wonderments. When I happened to look at those pistachios - these little pods or almost like vulvas. And each one had its own opening or crack, but no two that I could see, were exactly alike. It was a real enlightening discovery. Never thought of the pistachio in that way before. Of course, I'm not talking about the texture or anything, more the visual imagery. And all of them in the bag, all together, my greedy hands reaching in for more, cracking them open, dropping their fruit in the palm of my hand, popped 'em in my mouth. Yum!

So, just a community service message, if you haven't done so, I highly recommend checking out the pistachio for definite poetic or overall literary and creative enlightenment.

thank you,
sweet dreams

I don't know if a response is needed or wanted but, darlin', it seems to me that you may be on the verge of being cracked your-own-self. At this point I think it's safe to say that you should back away from the computer & pistachios slowly before any more damage (?!) is done.

That's merely an unenlightened observation, though.

 

[neonlyte]

pistachios... not all they're cracked up to be

 

[impressive]

that's just nuts

 

[hmmnmm]

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[MagicaPractica]

Unfortunately, I ran out of pistachios before enlightenment was attained.

 

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[Chantilyvamp]

<threadjack> *giggles* I have read that as not two quacks at least 4 times! </threadjack>

 

[somberReality]

I was hoping you meant butt cracks.

Damnit.

 

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