Reminds me of helping my dad as a kid. He'd always tell me; after taxes, fuel, lunch, and my consulting fees you're gonna owe me money after you work all day.
I eat about three watermelons a week and I'm now more convinced than ever there is no reliable way to choose a good one. I grew up growing them at my grandpa's iron ore pits and heard all the ways to tell which would be good. Had my wife grab one while she was at HEB last week. I got it out of her vehicle and thought in my head, the inside of this will be as white as I am. Cut it open and it was blood red and sweet as could be.
Originally posted by MAP
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