Damn, That’s a Ripe Persimmon
Too late, I ate it.
ahh… that’s what I *mean* …how was it? My father in-law loves his persimmons like that, all bruised up and mushy. (nasty…)
It came out as mostly liquid and a few slivers of gelatinous meat. I added some pumpkin pie spice and it was… okay.
oh….. g. o. d.
(all I can hear is my father-in-law slurping that shit up… eecckk!)
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