The person who said “You can lead a pineapple to water but you can’t make him stink” was totally wrong. My pineapple is starting to smell funny. Mo demanded that I walk downwind, and given the normal stench coming from my shoes, that’s saying something. Such as, time for a new pineapple. Or hope that Mo’s allergies flare up again.
The pineapple enjoyed the outing, an elderly couple enjoyed his company, although I don’t think they ever quite understood what exactly we were doing, and the little jagged things on top poked the bejeeebus out of me. So now I am toally without bejeeebus.
He was supposed to go for a swim, but mostly he re-enacted the parrot skit from Monty Python. At least that explains the vaguely European accent.
A warm day, a blue sky, my best friend and a stinky pineapple. What more could you ask?
p.s. the Nathan Fireball is the perfect size for toting a pineapple on your run, should you ever find yourself in that situation. And I hope you don’t.
Wait, so you actually have take a pineapple on outings with you? Why? (Why not? will not satisfy me as an answer)
sure, competitive bobsledding with the pineapple would be better, but what have i got to luge?
ha ha. Okay, I guess.
it’s part of muskrat2020.com. it’s a yearlong thing and the winner will run for president under the Pineapple Party banner. each month there’s a required Random Act of Silliness. this month was taking your pineapple out to see his shadow and then joining him in a refreshing dip. no idea who comes up with this stuff.
Ah! Okay. Sounds like you’re on course for a win, though. Does it have to be the same pineapple all year?
no, and there is a disturbing trend of peeps eating their running partner shortly after their run. i, feeling a sense of loyalty, tend to hang on a bit too long.
Wander wolf, pineapples need exercise too.
What does one do with a bejeesus when one has it?
I’ll bet the sweet potato is jealous.