It’s a pity it isn’t flax. You could have been enlightened.
Visit some bad comedy clubs. Distribute. Enjoy.
Seriously, I was going to suggest going to see “Daddy Day Care” or whatever current release turns your stomach and let your fellow audience members share in the critique, but part of me always feels badly for the ushers at theaters.
one alternative might be to hand them out around the neighborhood–nothing bonds folks more than something fresh from the garden or the oven.
Do you have any recipes that require tomatoes and green mango?. I have a spud gun. It may reach South Carolina if I get the pressure high enough.