"Well lemee tell ya sumpin!"...as my brother Wild Turkey would say...Not only do I have bruises all over my god like body..*LOL*, but I didn't get my pickles dammit! I bent over backwards to bug the shit out of scootergirl for months to get my pickles, even when they weren't ready and when I try to complain while she's here, and especially after all those pics she was showing us of the Great Northern Picklecopia, she ignores me!...Even after I call her "mommy" despite her express forbiddance this weekend...I didn't even get slapped, like she said she was going to...
Sincerely,
District Overbeerr of the "Didn't Get My Pickles On" class