Our digital guru John brought us free Apricots from his tree but I can't eat this one because it reminds me of someone's ass. If I eat it would that be considered Tossed Apricot Salad? Is it wrong that I want to buy it a little tennis skirt and draw a tramp stamp just off to the upper side of its crack? Come here with that thing. This is what happens when I stay at work after arriving at 5:45 in the morning. You're welcome.