One time, on St. Patrick’s Day, instead of wearing green clothes, I carried a pickle in my pocket all day long. My friends thought it was funny until I started to stink and then suddenly they didn’t think it was funny. The public is fickle. I no longer carry pickles in my pocket, although I do enjoy a good dill spear with a sandwich.
Jesse Atwell creator over 1 year ago
One time, on St. Patrick’s Day, instead of wearing green clothes, I carried a pickle in my pocket all day long. My friends thought it was funny until I started to stink and then suddenly they didn’t think it was funny. The public is fickle. I no longer carry pickles in my pocket, although I do enjoy a good dill spear with a sandwich.
Perkycat over 1 year ago
Now we know where Tex gets his weirdness ~ if we didn’t know already.
wrytercat over 1 year ago
Mom is so calm! … What’s she on?