I have a pretty bad case of "sore throat" right now. For whatever reason, each time I swallow, the image that comes to mind is that of a walnut in my throat. A very dry, scratchy walnut.
When I was in college, there was a street on campus called "Walnut Street." I bet a lot of campuses have streets called Walnut Street.
Whenever a walnut shell is broken open and you see the actual nut, that always made me think of someone's head getting cracked open and seeing their brains.
That's all I have to say about walnuts right now.
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