Yummy. Shocked, you ululate thus: "No-one eats prunes for pleasure." That's a good point, succinctly made.
However, this news just in: I eat prunes for pleasure. True, it may be a passing phase. But, for the time being, prunes have become a big part of my life, along with chocolate (one large square a night), popcorn and bad luck (or persecution by Jehovah the Merciless, if you prefer looking at it like that).
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