I admit to jealousy that this one does not belong to me.
A while ago, I was dishing up some oven veggies. I made them two days ago and the mix contained potatoes, celery, carrots, yellow squash and zucchini. Unsurprisingly, when I make such a vegetable mix in the oven, the potatoes and the carrots hold up considerably better upon multiple reheatings than the celery and squash do. So I said that we needed to eat the rest, because the squash was going to mush.
Shawna replied, “Well, the squash is fragile.”
Five word existential poetry on the spot. Impressive.