James, describing the taste of his jelly beans, announces flavors such as (in order of increasing weirdness) cherry, meat, grass, a heart, a hippoptamus, and November. When asked how he knew what a hippopotamus tastes like, James informed me that he and Greg have been fishing for hippopotamuses. I wasn't aware they'd been to Africa.
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1 comment:
oh my god! lol! what a hilarious entry! :) i love james. the "tastes like november" part is the best (or maybe it's the heart, hmm, very gothic indeed), he's quite a little poet :)
hugs,
m.
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