Avocados. The world is obsessed. They’ve infiltrated everything: breakfasts, smoothies, the very fabric of society.
We cannot escape. They lurk everywhere.
But despite their slimy, mushy consistency and sub-par taste, everyone around me can’t get enough.
I’ve been shunned by my colleagues and friends for failing to join the avocado hype. I’ve gone hungry avoiding their overwhelming presence.
And I’ve had enough. Avocados are ruining my life, and they need to GTFO.
(Or, as Jess Cartner Morley more elegantly put it, ‘the avocado is overcado.’ Although I’m strongly against it being a thing to begin with.)