Jackal wrote:An apple a day keeps the doctor away.
You know when you know you've reached the depth of sadness/height of addiction? When you go to sleep at 2.15 a.m., get up suddenly at 3.15 a.m. & head over to the NLSC to post that same exact phrase.
I couldn't get it, then I got up & I was like, duh 7 apples, for each day so the doctor doesn't come, so an apple a day keeps the doctor away.
I'm so repulsed at myself, if I could, I'd shit on me.
The farmer one is a watermelon.
You can eat the pink stuff of a watermelon, drink the liquid (juice) that comes out of it, you have the black seeds which you can plant & you can feed the green outer skin/white inner bottom part to the cows. Those bitches will eat anything.
This can't be good for me, I'm supposed to work at 9 and be in class at 11.30.
That was fate. Everything is fate. You. Me. Everything. You came online because, A. you had to answer the fruit riddle, B. C, D, L and T. Tomorrow you're supposed to be tired. For a reason. Yes. Sleep is for the weak. The week. Next week you will realise your destiny. Where? I cannot say. Who? You will not know. What? A watermelon. May pink fruit bring you many days of Jebus. He is always watching. Me. You. Everything. It was fate.
I don't know about your respective countries, but here in Greece it's the official homegrown summer fruit. And I hate them. 
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