Jump to content

Recommended Posts

lol I remember doing that thing in 4th grade or whenever it was where you would stick three seeds to your forhead, name each one after a boy you liked, and wait for them to fall off. the last one that fell was supposed to be the boy you would marry. so stupid.

 

 

omg that's fantastic. i wanna be the last watermelon seed stuck on someone's head.

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites

I didn't grow up with much watermelon around. In Europe, watermelon is a foreign food I think.

Once here in Canada I was helping organise a neighbourhood bbq and was given the task to cut watermelon and to put the pieces in a bowl, and I ended up peeling the shell too, I DIDN'T KNOW. Then someone finally told me to leave the skin on because it made it way easier for  people to grab and eat.

oh my god celine dion go away from my morning radio show, what a dunce you are/pauvre tâche

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites

Create an account or sign in to comment

You need to be a member in order to leave a comment

Create an account

Sign up for a new account in our community. It's easy!

Register a new account

Sign in

Already have an account? Sign in here.

Sign In Now

×
×
  • Create New...