It's so soft yet spiky, the carton club makes fun of me for my love of it. I'd sell what's left of my soul to marry the pineapple, but that's not legal in America yet. Why can't a man marry the pineapple he loves in the land of the free. I love the pineapple and it loves me, even though its acids burn my mouth when I eat it. Which pineapple would I marry though? I can't choose just one out of my collection of pineapples. I hope I can marry a pineapple soon.
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