"At the end of the season, sometimes the grocery store would have peck baskets of peaches on sale for a dime to clear them out before they went bad. And if Mom had a spare dime, she’d buy them and tell us to eat all we wanted – normally fruit was limited to one a day if there was any at all.
Man, we’d hit those peaches like a plague of locusts."
now they're spoilt, entitled millennials raising idiots
Sooo, you two were raised by millennials?
But... that would be a waste of water. Imagine having the wealth to waste tears.