To quote my mother: "There are watermelons in Tajikistan?"
To answer you all:
Yes, yes there are.
There are watermelons in Latvia
There are more watermelons in Dushanbe
There is watermelon art...
...and art made from watermelons
There are balls painted like melons...
...and melons used like balls
Its a bit like being a modern-day hunter/gatherer
Hunt successful, the prizes are carried home
Refrigeration is very important
But sometimes you just can't wait
and the hunters eat their prey in the wild
Moalem presides at the carving
Nazira likes watermelon
Mari likes watermelon
Sometimes I feel like a harbuza in a pile of tarbuj
*To be followed with a rousing chorus of the watermelon song:
Just plant a watermelon on my grave and let the juice
seep through.
Just plant a watermelon on my grave, that's all I ask of you.
Just plant a watermelon on my grave, that's all I ask of you.
Now Southern fried chicken is mighty, mighty fine,
but all I want is a watermelon vine.
So, plant a watermelon on my grave and let the juice,
So, plant a watermelon on my grave and let the juice,
seep through.
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