Sarina

Guys are like frozen triple berry mix. Some are sweet and soft, and they keep well. They're the rasberries. Some are tolerable. They get mealy if you don't chew fast enough, but they taste good enough. They're the blueberries. And some, some are just gross and you throw them into the neighbor's yard before they stain your hands. Blackberries.

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