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in a spickle ...her wife Langley, the prophet, and the decentest dozendest short of a frusker whoever stuck his spickle through his spoke, disappeared... from the sourface of this earth... so entirely spoorlessly... as to tickle the speculative to all but opine... that the hobo (who possessed a large amount of the humoresque) had transtuled his funster's latitat to its finsterest interrimost...
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No, but she does love olives.
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"do you like pickles?" "I think they stink" "I luuuuuv 'em" "my mom makes me eat 'em" "I'll give you a nickel for a pickle" "OTAY" I love little rascals. and yes, that is where I got the whole "otay" thing started. we'll talk about the "we got a dolla, we got a dolla, we got a dolla hey hey hey" part at a later date.
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I always pick them off my mcdonalds cheese burgers
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i used to love pickles so much that 1. i would get a jar of those crunchy, baby pickles for my birthday 2. when i had to take liquid penicillin as a child, i would drink some pickle juice afterwards to get rid of that awful taste cukes in general just rock United Federal Cucumber Liberation Association Group, Inc.
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ever dumbening
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i almost forgot we used to call the ups guy the pickle-man when he would drive down our street
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ickle
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pickle or be pickled - that is the L A W of the JAR
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Ribbons of light will soon be flung The Pickle clan decree the fun With gracious smiles unto the sun Swirling, emerging, the spirit is spun For in a moment the clan is one Pickle, Pickle, feel my wonder Your beauty blasts with eternal thunder I climb your ladder Gladder, At the inspiration of your bright ascension That takes me to your higher dimension And spirits thunder with love insane My heart leaps out to say your name! Pickle. Spins a tale so fair and free Of friends and colours a-filled with glee All dancing with a spritey spree They lift their heads and come to see! Stories and legends they weave so swift Their sparkling souls beyond shall lift And in a moment sweet and bright They stomp and sing with all their might And of a sudden their thoughts disperse Dancing to the rhythm of the universe
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Rhin
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'Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers; A peck of pickled peppers Peter Piper picked; If Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers, Where's the peck of pickled peppers Peter Piper picked?' M. Goose
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pedro de peeper
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Now Peter Piper picked peppers but Run rocked rhymes
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nobody special
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i think that pickle is the funniest word in the english language. pickle just rolls off the tongue...
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what's it to you?
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