I hate cherries

DIE CHERRY!

Fuck cherries.

Gross, I hate cherries. My mom always likes to bring me chocolate covered cherries – quite possibly the grossest candy there ever was. It is bad enough that you’re eating a cherry but no, they gotta go put some pure sugary creme on it and then find a way to make the thinnest chocolate shell ever, so you get 1% chocolate and 99% tooth-ache.

Looks just like an uncircumsized black dick.
Looks just like an uncircumsized black dick.

Who the hell would say they loved cherries? A kid? In their natural state, cherries come pre-loaded with a rock inside of them, just so they can lure in predators and me’s into enthusiastically chomping into the fruit, only to have their teeth shattered.

Just ate a cherry
Just ate a cherry

Strawberries are great. If you’re looking to cover something in chocolate that you will actually enjoy and not want to sling, go with that. I think it actually helps with libido too and God knows I’ll eat a strawberry before I try Nature’s Snot, Oysters.

But as for cherries, I don’t want them on my milkshakes, I don’t want them for Valentine’s Day and I don’t want my Pepto-Bismol to be CHERRY FLAVORED. TORTURE ME.

I'd slap this bowl off the table and leave if this was at my friends house
I’d slap this bowl off the table and leave if this was at my friends house
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