As for seeing a strawberry up close in a field? I may have to go back to an age under ten, when my mom and I went to pick strawberries (Don't worry Dan Savage, you have the penultimate fabulous son-mother relationship).
@1: I don't think 'penultimate' means what you think it means.
You're too kind disintegrator. I still don't know what it means. Egad, the temptation to flip through the dictionary gnaws at me. That's a tenet of Scientology, right?
Fuck, want them to eat?

Bacon. Lots and lots of bacon. Nobody can resist that shit.
If you've been dead for the last 20 years, how many strawberries have you had?
I think they'll eventually want to eat. But if they don't, fine. It'll save the state a bunch of time and trouble.

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