A day in the life of a softball sized piece of citrus:

The insane amount of oranges my mom sent me. There were 9 in total. I ate one already, and the next is ready for the slaughter:

doesn't it look all scared at the shiny stainless steel guillotine lying next to it so peacefully?

This is what happened to the orange once I got through with it. Violent, isn't it? I may become a serial killer. See what I do with citrus? Imagine what I could do with something like...apples!