Yuck. I HATE okra. I'm just not a big fan of slimy, sluggish things just so happen to be furry on the outside. Of course, in the South, okra is a part of life- boiled, fried, in soup, gumbo, everything you can think of.
I do on the other hand like cookie cake...
Or in MG's case, a "really big cookie." Hey, I'm up for it.Ok, you caught me, I have no new pictures or stories. I promise to be more interesting next time.
I LOATHE okra. I saw someone recently use the word loathe as though it were the word 'love.' I was perplexed for a few minutes until I figured it out. They loathed cowboy boots. Anyway...
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