I’ve been eating mangoes for the past three days now. You see, my neighbor who parks his car in front of my apartment sent me a bagful of mature mangoes ready for ripening. He has a huge mango tree in his yard and with the premature fruiting season, he obviously thinks he’ll win his neighbors’ affections and good will by giving us his surplus fruits. True enough, the green color turned to yellow a few days later, and to prevent the fruits from over-ripening and rotting, I had to eat as many as I can.
I love mangoes. It is the national fruit, right? But by eating it after every single meal I think I am beginning to smell like one. This is very much like eating ripe langka, or jackfruit. You leave a trail of langka smell in the bathroom after using it.
Gross! Oh snap!
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