I lived in a house that had two date palms in the back yard.This of course was a major attraction for the local bat colony and most nights there were 20-30 bats happily munching away. Many un-ripe half-eaten dates would fall from the palms and at the end of the spring I was moving out and discovered that half the back yard was three inches deep in rotting dates. Oh my what a lovely smell! What a lovely task it was for 2-3 hours cleaning them up so that the landlord wouldn't dock our bond for cleanup fees!
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Ratsta,
Wed 1 Apr 2009, 3:01,
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Feet deep in sweetness was not such a sweet treat to meet . . .
Valin I changed glasses while I wasn't looking,
Wed 1 Apr 2009, 3:06,
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