Fool me once, farmers market guy.

16 Mar

I’m onto you, dude selling the strawberries at the los Feliz Farmers Market.

You gave me that delicious sample to get me hooked. And I was. So I bought a basket of your strawberries.

And when I ate them later, they weren’t as sweet as the one I ate in front of you.

See, you gave me a modified strawberry. You had sweetened it with sugar or agave nectar or honey or something. You gave me the premium strawberry.

And then you sold me the lesser berries.

Just like a coke dealer, you fooled me with the good shit. Then gave me the crack. And you thought I wouldn’t notice.

Well, buddy, I noticed.

The really sad part? I’ll probably return for more strawberries later.


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