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Pig: Fruit for sale! Fruit for sale! Hey, neighbor Betty, whatsa matter? Betty: My boyfriend and I ran off secretly to get married, but my parents caught us. Pig: Why'd you want to get married that way? Betty: Because my parents are insisting on this big formal wedding, and we don't want that. Pig: So now what? Betty: So now we're banned from trying to run off again. And if we do try we're forever written out of their will. Pig: Gosh, I'm sorry, Betty. How 'bout some homegrown fruit to take your mind off things? Betty: Sure, Pig. Whatcha got? Pig: CANTALOUPE! Betty: Oh Gaawwd. Pig: A simple 'no' would suffice.