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my little cabbage

My French grandmother told me many years ago that ” my little cabbage” was a term of endearment.

Cabbage? who knows. its the French.

So I got a brussel sprout, donated by a Latin/French student.  its a little cabbage, right? nasty little suckers.

I hot glued it to a white board and left it on the French teacher’s computer.  Mon Petit Chou.

Her: What the hell am I going to do with this once it starts to rot?

Me:Not my problem now.

Its still on her desk, mummifying.

my little cabbage

my little cabbage

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