apples and grapes

Here’s something I got from a dear friend…

A dedication to all Women – single or not-so-single

Women are like apples on trees.The best ones are at the top of the tree.
Most men don’t want to reach for the good ones because they are afraid
of falling and getting hurt. Instead, they just get the rotten apples
from the ground that aren’t as good, but easy…….

So the apples at the top think something is wrong with them, when in
reality, they’re amazing. They just have to wait for the right man to
come along, the one who’s brave enough to climb all the way to the top of
the tree.

Share this with other women who are good apples, even those who have
already been picked!

Men are like a fine wine. They start out as grapes, and it’s up to women to
stomp the shit out of them until they turn into something acceptable to
have dinner with…

12 thoughts on “apples and grapes”

  1. Correction–> Man is like wine, the longer you keep it, the better it will be. =PXes: Ya man, this remind of the fox and the sour grape story. The fox said that the grapes were sour when he could not get them.

  2. yar man, that is so true. So, I don’t want to be that top apple….then nobody dares to pick, and then and then…..just starting to get rotten and drop on the floor. and yes, men are like fine wine…. stomp stomp stomp….then keep them for a long time, then they know that women gets the juice outta them…ferment them… KAKAKAKA…..LOVELY… one of the best blogs!!!

  3. hmm… i dont think i am an good apple and not on top of the tree… but why still no ppl wanna pick me? =(

  4. yummie : haiyah…why u faint in the previous blog. but anyways ah, no one can pick you cos you are hidden somewhere lor….cannot be found yet 😉

  5. xes: you sound like the fox in Frank’s story…hheeehehee..kerhoong: totally agree with ya!YUMMIE: They say, ‘save the best for the last’ <– Enough said!

  6. skrew that shit. i wanna be a mangosteen…. or ummm …a DURIAN – stays up in the trees till it’s nice and ripe and then falls to the ground.. and when it hits knocks you out. or hard to get past the outside but when u get to the inside…mmm nice n tender flesh,.,,,, PS: that doesnt mean i stink.

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