AVOCADO IRONY!
That's what it is, irony. Or perhaps sarcasm. I've never been sure which is which.
But here's the deal: THERE ARE NO AVOCADOS ON MY TREE! NONE! NEVER HAVE BEEN AND NEVER WILL BE!
I was being - I think - IRONIC. Like, ho ho ho, yes indeed, this year we have 10,000 avocados, AND, see, to show the irony, I can also play basketball just like I could when I was 'way younger. See?
Ho ho.
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No, I can't dribble around a dead man. And there are NO AVOCADOS. I WISH I had avocados. I'd LOVE to have avocados. And I'm playing basketball tomorrow morning and I will WISH I weren't practically nailed to the floor. But I am. And I don't.
Is that irony? Sarcasm? Or pure curmudgeon?
posted by DAK @ 3:56 PM
4 Comments:
What it is, is very funny. Really! Thank you.
I wondered where that bushel of avocados was at Jane's Thursday night. I looked everywhere for it.
Wait - does this mean no guacamole? Or is this a ploy to keep them all to yourself?
Whew. I was all worn out planning a midnight raid on your avocado tree. Now I can just stare at mine—also producing no avos. (However, TJ's has some amazingly good avocados right now, which helps ease the pain just a little.)
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