You sick, little demon.
You left me with the scar,
Leaving me alone
With an empty pickle jar.
All I wanted
Was the salty crunch,
For a nice
Simple lunch.
But you left me
With a jar of green juice.
What did I do,
To deserve this abuse?
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@RCLOL yes. She made a story based on real life (we are best friends) and she made all the pickles gone. And I LOVE pickles.
@RCLOL haha it's kinda an inside joke, I'm kinda addicted to pickles. She's a good friend, I'm not really mad
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