Giant pickle!

I don’t want a giant pickle, I just want to ride my giant motor-sickle! Or something like that. But hey, look at this thing! Can you imagine the amount of dried dill that went into transforming a mutant cucumber into this mutant pickle? It boggles the mind. But this lady seems to have the right attitude – you look at her face and it’s as if she’s saying, “Yeah, I’m holding a giant pickle … what of it? You got issues? Because I don’t.” Hell yes. Now that’s the kind of woman you’re willing to trust with your giant pickle.

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September 20, 2007. Food, People.

One Comment

  1. Alan replied:

    She’s looking for Lucky Charms.

    /obscure?

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