In my own words
i am a bit of a pickle. an alcoholic one at that on occassion. i don't come in a jar. but i'm tangy and crunchy and sometimes i make your face screw up. if i could chose what pickle i was i think i'd go for gherkin. cos i like the word. words i don't like are raucous, pompous and other ous words. they make me feel funny. |
If You Pay Me...
i wouldn't have to work for poor amounts of money in soul destroying jobs! boo hoo!! |
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