You know my Dad used to buy me roses and I never liked it. I didn't find them very pretty and they smelled of meat, it seemed like another thing I was being shoved towards because it was what I was 'supposed' to like. I only really came to appreciate roses when I got to the UK, first because they don't smell like meat here and then because I discovered that the pretty, simple, five petalled things in the hedges were a type of rose. Not only that but an edible one which is damned tasty. I wait for them to bloom every year now but I uh.....suspect my habit of eating them off the bush isn't what my Dad was really driving for.
*fruitlessly searches Google Images for that picture of Spider eating the flower made by the foglet in the issue where Channon's boyfriend goes foglet in order to post as a reply*
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*fails*
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*flees*
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:P
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Eep!
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