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one lazy tropical afternoon in June, a green coconut fell from a 15-foot tree in my backyard a tree I'd planted a few years back not in a climbing mood, I grabbed a 10-ft pole and stabbed the bunch of swollen nuts stab... stab... stab... then my neighbor yelled: 'pablo, pick one for me..' and I turned my head towards her voice, then back up the green coconut fell from the 15-foot tree in my backyard and landed on my face... ~ P (#Pablo#PC) (8/10/2013)
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Aug 10, 2013
Aug 10, 2013 at 7:31 PM UTC
Picking Coconuts...
one lazy tropical afternoon in June, a green coconut fell from a 15-foot tree in my backyard a tree I'd planted a few years back not in a climbing mood, I grabbed a 10-ft pole and stabbed the bunch of swollen nuts stab... stab... stab... then my neighbor yelled: 'pablo, pick one for me..' and I turned my head towards her voice, then back up the green coconut fell from the 15-foot tree in my backyard and landed on my face... ~ P (#Pablo#PC) (8/10/2013)
And I have the scars on my upper lip to prove it....
james-g-paul-sr-aka-pablo
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Aug 10, 2013
Aug 10, 2013 at 7:31 PM UTC
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