Most days when I find myself wandering without any real purpose around the interwebs, I may find one or two stories or photos that I find interesting. I click from one link to another, wasting time.
And then, every once in a while, I stumble upon something that just blows me away.
Enter: The Sordid Lives of Fruit.
It’s just one of those things that brings me a great amount of joy; something that makes me say to myself, “I wish I had thought of that.”
It is photo storytelling at its very best. I keep returning to the images over and over again, finding something new every time I examine it.
I will never look at an orange the same way again.
More, I say. More.
Food for the Thoughtless 
I have been every one of those fruits at some point. (Note: any further jokes about this comment are too obvious to be clever.)
How tragically delicious. This story will play out in my dreams tonight, I’m sure.
No jokes, Jay. I promise. I’ve made them all already.
Sean– Will you be the orange or the banana?
I want to be the Smirnoff…
Oh, but which bottle?