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Sunday, February 14, 2010

Pickle-girl

Last night while my family was hanging out, my sister brought up the 'pickle girl' segment from a few posts ago. Here's the quip if you missed it.

Speaking of pickles, my dad bought some last night. WHEW! They cleared my sinuses! I would so take a jar of pickles with me to the dance, but I don't want to risk two guys having THIS conversation. "So, was she cute?" "She smelled like pickles!" "OH! You were dancing with pickle-girl? Sorry dude. I could have warned you." No thank you. I do not much want to be pickle-girl! 

My dad made a very good point. "But what if the guy LIKES pickles?"
We all laughed pretty hard, the conversation between the two guys becoming something more along the lines of:

"So, was she cute?" "She smelled like pickles!" "OH! You were dancing with pickle-girl? Sorry dude. I could have warned..." "What are you talking about? It was intoxicating. Forget classic! She was VLASIC!" "Pickles turn you on?" "Are you kidding me? I smelled her breath and I heard the CRUNCH!"

It was a great night. "I heard the CRUNCH!" Vlasic. I mean...ahem...classic.

3 Thoughts:

Elizabeth Downie said...

Ha! Funny. I love pickles too. Recently I went to Target and bought two jars of pickles and a candy bar. The clerk looked up at me and said, "Chocolate and pickles, huh?" I just said, "I'm not pregnant."

Glad you weren't known as pickle girl. A name like that sticks. ;)

Candleman said...

It could be arranged...making it stick I mean.....

Squiggly word of the day...

Derphe

Reixe t'Vobi said...

*cracks up laughing*

We just need to find a guy who likes pickles...