Fortunately, watermelon isn’t a drug; if so, I am hopelessly addicted. Southerners who don’t love watermelon are worse than Yankees who turn up their noses at black-eyed peas.
As Mark Twain said, “The true Southern watermelon is a boon apart. It is king by the grace of God over all the fruits of the earth, and must not be mentioned with commoner things. When one tastes watermelon, he knows what angels eat.”