Deep, man. Deep.
Calvin and I rode the motorcycle to nearby "Churchill's" English Pub for lunch. We split a plate of English Dip, pickle spear included. Calvin reached for the pickle, took a contemplative bite, and declared:
"You know, I've always liked pickles."
To which I replied, already cracking up, "Well, thank God for that!"
Ah Calvin. As if we ever doubted your love for pickles. (doh!)
"You know, I've always liked pickles."
To which I replied, already cracking up, "Well, thank God for that!"
Ah Calvin. As if we ever doubted your love for pickles. (doh!)
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