forbidden fruit

So I was walking through some farm orchards in a more rural area of my state when something out of the ordinary caught my eye:

Okay so I didn't really see it locally, this was a photo sent to me by one of my girlfriends, she called it the forbidden fruit. Gee, I wonder why.

You won't be able to find these at the grocery store, although all of us girls agree that we'd like to.
Nice to know that falacies come in something other than plastic or rubber, even better is that there is no man attached to the other end. You have a plethora to choose from, and you can make sure the size fits just right instead of being disappointed that you just spent $85 on dinner to find that his member is entirely un-doable. That too has happened to me. I hate faking orgasms by the way.

Another way of looking at it? It's sort of the Organic way to masturbation... for all you healthy grain eating people. Not that there's anything with grain, that is unless it falls down the front of your shirt and sticks in your bra... gets all grainy and uncomfortable.