The mango is cantaloupe's ugly cousin. Its very very VERY ugly cousin. While this is not a timely recount I felt it important enough to include anyway.
On a trip to Vegas I unwittingly bit into a piece of mango thinking it was a piece of the much more refined and classy cantaloupe..It was not. It VERY much was not. It was mushy and duller than it's cousin. It was a poor excuse for a fruit and why any establishment would include such an atrocity on their breakfast platter is an enigma to me. They should be ashamed to be associated with that stuff.
So this is as much a rant as it is a warning. Beware of those imposter cantaloupe pieces. Learn from my mistakes and save your tasebuds from the horror that is the mango.
* And as if you need any more proof then I have already given you I add this anyway: Mango was the name of that cross-dressing, high-pitched, diva-dramatization, spine-tingling irritating character that Chris Kattan played on Saturday Night Live. Case closed.
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1 comment:
i love mango.
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