Auntie Sharon grows tomatoes. She has a bumper crop this year. She saved one especially for me because she seems to labour under the misapprehension that I have a childish sense of humour and find knobs funny. The simple fact that I've been known to say that if
something's dangly or smelly it must be funny has nothing to do with it.
Have a piece of tomato on me:
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