All Hail Tomatoes
You might like to know that we were discussing all the protesting against „The Da Vinci Code“ before. It might make a bit more sense then. Or it might not.
Jamie: I’m craving tomatoes again.
Jamie: Something’s wrong with me.
Erin: Heh. No. Tomatoes rock.
Jamie: I know, but the craving came so sudden.
Jamie: It seems weird.
Jamie: I was sitting at work and just wanted a tomato sandwich. Out of nowhere.
Erin: I get that. Usually around the beginning of summer.
eringobleah: Warm farmer’s market tomatoes on fresh bread with lots of Miracle Whip.
Jamie: Eek.
Erin: Reminds me of summers on Lake Simcoe.
Jamie: Blasphemy.
Erin: Not my choice, dude. It’s how I was raised.
Jamie: Tomato sandwiches go with salt and pepper and onions.
Jamie: Which was how I was raised.
Jamie: See, it’s like the Muslims and the Christians.
Jamie: We both worship the same god, but we do it in different ways.
Jamie: We should go out on the street and protest everything that mocks tomatoes.
Erin: We really should.
Erin: „TOMATOES WILL NOT BE SUPPRESSED!“
Jamie: Do we hate cucumbers or do we accept them?
Erin: Do we acknowledge the rights of sourdough?
Jamie: The sourdough is kind of like Jesus, maybe.
Jamie: Or maybe the sourdough is the holy ghost and the spice is Jesus.
Jamie: I‘ not sure.
Erin: Sourdough is Judas.
Jamie: I wonder if we have to do exorcism on people with an allergy against tomatoes.
Jamie: What did sourdough do?
Erin: Sourdough made us think it was regular bread; when, really, it wasn’t.
Jamie: Oh. Okay.
Jamie: What if like sourdough?
Erin: Then you denounce Jesus and all his teachings.
Erin: Obviously.
Jamie: Damn.