But THEN you find a secret pip you weren't expecting and smash a tooth (or your dentures - we're not "teethist" here) on the stone they were supposed to have removed from your path.
I advocate the regular intake of olives; not only do they lubricate your joints, and make you feel Mediterranean, they also have amazing anti-oxidant properties: as pointed out (well, hypothesized) by my favourite beard, sandals-socks-and-shorts-in-all-weather scientist Gordon Troup (inventor of the barcode laser-scan supermarket technologies).
And what he doesn't know about olive (barcodes), isn't worth knowing.
So, to summarise, I hereby declare stoned olives inferior. Unless, of course, by stoned you mean they have been treated with the holy weed.
Enough! Pipped olives can officially get stuffed.
Your friend
Kit///
p.s. my tooth is still hurting!
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