Yeah, it’s like that
Ever break a jar of pickles on your neighbor’s patio? You kinda look at them thinking, “Man, that’s gonna smell.” And then it hits you, “Damn. Those were my pickles. Now they’re gone.”
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Polishing off the keg I see …….. LOL
And wasted pickles. That sucks.
Time to hose the patio off with a detergent … ;o)
I hope they weren’t those hugemongous kosher dills b/c, dude, I’d be disappointed, too. Wonder if the patio will be stinking? Nothing like the aroma of warm pickles on a sunny afternoon.
I bet they were spears or chips, because if they were whole dills, you could just rinse off the slivers of glass.
Hope it wasn’t a deck patio – all that briney pickle juice would already corroding the nails.
(Yes Bevis, I said “hole dill.”)