Wednesday, March 07, 2012

Confession from a terrible mother

From Singles 2012

The pear.

It was meant for you, my dear.

But, when I peeled it, I had a taste. It was the sweetest and most juicy pear I'd ever found. I ate that quarter.

And, then I ate the next.

The other half...

I put in the fridge and gave to your Daddy.

Someday, maybe, you'll understand. Someday, maybe, you'll see it was out of my hands. It was Eve. It was the Serpent.

It was Phil Collins.

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