I thought about cleaning this up, but instead I took a picture.
~~ Pickled Tink
P.S. Then I told a Manager.
P.S.S. By the way, I'm not the one who broke the jar.
P.S.S.S. And I don't know who did either.
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For the record: a bit of what I know (or think I know), a bit of what I think, a bit of what I think is funny, a bit of what I remember, a bit of what I make up, and a bit what I just want to write. And in case you didn't notice, some stories progress.
2 comments:
Good thing Mason wasn't there. He probably would have tried to eat them off the floor... he's loves pickles!
So Random!
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