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[ineptsleep]

I survived the Holiday season by dining on the young of mine enemy.

I just finished the 5th large bag of pine nuts in little over 2 weeks.

I can hear the baby trees' screams with each delicious crunch.

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[longfeat]

oh, come now, they don't kill the trees, just pick the nuts! probably they just gently shake the trees and gather the softly fallen nuts ...
and, if a reader werent' careful (or even if they were?), might think your enemy is/was the baby trees, whose young nuts you've been dining upon, yes? -- your three lines have a syllogistic appearance, so I just went a-b-c ...
and, btw, Trader Joe's has little bags of pine nuts/almonds/pumpkin seeds, perfectly salted. come on, haven't you seen baby trees carrying sandwich signs that say "eet mor pumkin!"
and, finally, this somehow reminds me: that was a very fine breakfast with you two, which I still recall very fondly.
(is there any indication here that I'm bored nearly comatose?)
;)