Today, at around 6 p.m., I was enjoying some grapes for dessert while drinking iced coffee. I love grapes. I was really happy eating them, one by one. While I was eating one of the grapes, it suddenly said to me, “Hey, kiss me.” I hesitated. But I obeyed. Hmm… not that bad. Then I picked up another grape, and she said to me, “Kiss me.” Again, I hesitated, but eventually I obeyed her request. And again… it wasn’t that bad. The same thing kept happening, over and over. And before I knew it… the grapes were eating me. And now, grapes love me. I hope so.