What Did the Mama Tomato Say to the Baby Tomato?

Ketchup, Baby Tomato!

Just  a quick post to combine the last couple of tales into one, beautiful example of what I like to call “Tybee Randomonium.” Get it? It’s like pandemonium, but random!

So, after the recent Huc-a-Poo’s ‘Stache-fest, Rory gifted me with my very own giant-ass black magic marker. And, in my ongoing battle against the birds for my tomatoes, I picked a tiny one that was ripening up quite nicely. However, something had gotten to it, so what else was there to do but this?

ketchup, baby tomatooh the humanity!

Oh, the humanity!


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