You know, I think it’s actually pretty good. I ain’t got no real complaints.
What’s notable about this is that I’ve always had a
God-given gift to be able to find something to bitch about in just about any
situation. But not here. I mean, look around. You got your Vlasic’s, your Claussen’s, and
your Farman’s, you got your dills and your sweets. What’s not to like?
I think we can all take comfort in knowing that the state of
America’s pickles is strong.
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