Dads, Nuts and Kept Women

 

Yes, you are looking at a photo of dad spelled out in groundnut husks.

Why?

Well, I’ll start with how I’m a super mega huge fan of boiled groundnuts. The crack, the crunch, the taste just give me life. Every year, a massive festival goes on in my heart in honour of the first nuts of the season. No jokes, evidence below:

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