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he's such a sweet such a sweet old man he's a treat even though his feet smell like dead meat an old ham such a sweet old man still ain't taking no **** wooden nickels! his hands and creases smell like really dill pickles... or pickle juice, as he says, because pickles make their own juice i swear he thinks cucumbers are made from pickles i haven't the heart to tell him and ruin his heaven waiting a place where you don't have to buy pickles to get good pickle juice such a sweet old man 10 dead animals living with him, if you include his wife, and the 3 dead rats in the traps the other dead animals didn't matter anyhow... they were all HER pets, just as he once was her pet he's also going to die soon and not matter it doesn't bother the sweet old man one bit though what bothers him is losing his pickle juicer when his wife died he was sure he put it the root cellar... on the 17th floor of the hospital he lives in now i haven't the heart to tell him and ruin his heaven waiting such a sweet old man deserves heaven the magnitude of the real pickle juice alone, that was better than pickle juice from the old days when pickles were pure and pickle juice didn't have vinegar! made that sweet old man's eyes light up and his heart flutter he giggled, then he died so gently such a sweet old man dying gently such a sweet old man never did take no **** wooden nickels! old ham life never hurt him and death gently tickles
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Sep 27, 2021
Sep 27, 2021 at 9:33 PM UTC
Pickle Juice - The Story of a Sweet Old Man
he's such a sweet such a sweet old man he's a treat even though his feet smell like dead meat an old ham such a sweet old man still ain't taking no **** wooden nickels! his hands and creases smell like really dill pickles... or pickle juice, as he says, because pickles make their own juice i swear he thinks cucumbers are made from pickles i haven't the heart to tell him and ruin his heaven waiting a place where you don't have to buy pickles to get good pickle juice such a sweet old man 10 dead animals living with him, if you include his wife, and the 3 dead rats in the traps the other dead animals didn't matter anyhow... they were all HER pets, just as he once was her pet he's also going to die soon and not matter it doesn't bother the sweet old man one bit though what bothers him is losing his pickle juicer when his wife died he was sure he put it the root cellar... on the 17th floor of the hospital he lives in now i haven't the heart to tell him and ruin his heaven waiting such a sweet old man deserves heaven the magnitude of the real pickle juice alone, that was better than pickle juice from the old days when pickles were pure and pickle juice didn't have vinegar! made that sweet old man's eyes light up and his heart flutter he giggled, then he died so gently such a sweet old man dying gently such a sweet old man never did take no **** wooden nickels! old ham life never hurt him and death gently tickles
GaryL
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Sep 27, 2021
Sep 27, 2021 at 9:33 PM UTC
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