We have a Mr. Pickle sandwich shop down the street from us and there is a very very enthusiastic pickle who stands on the street corner rain or shine and waves to all the cars. My parents recently took Lily to dine there and she told them no pickle, no pickle. Scary, scary. Then a few days later they drove by the corner and Papa pointed the pickle out to her and she hid her eyes all the way home and repeatedly talked about the scary pickle for the next half hour. Now truth be told I am kind of with her the smiling waving pickle with those crazy eyes and the wide open mouth smile is a bit scary. So now we have to drive out of our way to avoid the scary pickle intersection.
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