Water Melon phobia

So Mars and I went for some fruit shopping yesterday and I had told him that if the shopkeeper gives a piece of water melon to taste, then you'd be the one eating it and not me. Anyway, we went up to him, asked the rates, and I then chose a huge water melon and warned him that I'd buy it only if it is good in color and taste. So he cut a piece out of it and offered it to me. I asked Mars to taste it. And Mars was asking me to taste it. This thing repeated thrice until I glared at him and he finally took the piece and gulped it.

Me: So how was it, sweet?
Mars: Yeah
Me: So we should buy it?
Mars: Yeaaahhhh!

Finally I paid the shopkeeper and got it packed. When I came home, I told Momma how Mars was irritating me when I had told him earlier to taste the water melon. And it was then that he entered the room and said, "And you know why I was asking YOU to taste it? It's because I don't eat melons; water or no water. And I did not even taste it properly. I did put it in my mouth, then turned around and threw it out."

And Momma and I got an intensive laughing fit! =D Haye, my poor brother! :D

Oh, and the picture above is taken by meeh =D And that's the scoop that my Daddy Dear bought for me. It's one of those dozen things he had bought for me that day.

Cheerio folks =)

PS: That's water melon scooped out. Don't confuse it with gulab jaman :p

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