I really am alone. I promise. There isn't some beautiful woman here with me.
That noise you heard? It was me eating some fresh sweet corn from the farmers' market.
Honest. It really was that good.
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Too bad. I was sure it was a gorgeous woman.
Pffft!
Oh, man-we got the MOST delicious corn from our farmer's market this weekend, too! I swear there's nothing like it.
hee hee hee
We picked up some Silver Queen from the local farmer's market this weekend, but it had hardly any flavor to it.
This made me laugh.
Now I need some sweet corn.
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