Thursday, November 9, 2017

Pickle Man

One night I was walking in the general
direction of somewhere, and I saw a
man in the distance. He appeared to be
wearing some sort of suit. As I got
closer, I realized his suit was made out 
of pickles! The pickles looked pretty 
good. So even though he was a grown 
man, alone in the dark, and wearing a 
pickle suit. I decided to walk up to him
and ask for a pickle. I tapped him on 
the shoulder and he turned around 
slowly, almost as if he was expecting
me. I asked him if I could have a 
pickle. He said nothing and unclipped a
pickle from his suit, and handed it to
me. Without a second thought I 
took a bite out of the pickle and
I almost fell over in shock. It was
the best pickle I had ever tasted!
I looked up back at the man to 
realize that he was gone. I looked 
back at my hands to discover that 
the pickle juice had disappeared from 
them and that's when I realized,

I was wearing the pickle suit!

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