Then Evil Trout bought a cantaloupe. He hoped it was a good one, because he wasn’t really sure what to look for when selecting a cantaloupe from the produce section.

Then he called Fran and said “Fran, I have a nice cantaloupe here would you like to come over and have a date with me? I won’t do that thing I did last time. Seriously. It wasn’t even my idea; I read it a book somewhere.”