Grapes turn into raisins, but I wish there were a fruit that went the opposite way, and it started out a plump grape and then got bigger and juicier, like a plum. I also wish it came in two colors: Gold and silver.
It’s good to be king. I mean, I guess it is. I still have to pay taxes, so who’s the real ruler? I inherited my throne from my father, who died years before I was born, which is why his chair is so small.