I
find pineapples rather interesting. How externally they are coarse and sharp,
capable of leaving you with cuts to rival that of your average depressed
teenager’s wrists; but the inside is something else, soft, sweet and delicious,
with only a tinge of prickly fibre to remind you of its exterior. What does
this have to do with Bioshock Infinite? Nothing, I just wanted to talk about
pineapples for a moment.
