Coconuts

Yesterday, when my dad brought the groceries, I was scrummaging through it to find something delicious. There were only herbs and garlic, but at the bottom of the bag were two coconuts. As kids our grandmother would always crack/cut coconuts for us, and we always fought over the coconut milk (....only in third world countries). Anyway, so I was like 'hmm, it's better than nothing'. So I started my attempt to break the coconut. And it wouldn't break. So I smashed it on the kitchen floor, (really) bad idea. Then I tried to just cut it with a big knife. Then I went to the garage and kept throwing it around really hard. That was actually fun, but the coconut didn't break.

Sometimes, I struggle.

p.s. Obviously throwing it around made a lot of sound, so then my dad came down, and gave me a 'you're such an idiot' look. Then he took a hammer and broke it.

The end.