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Gherkin Lover Mike

GHERKIN LOVING MIKE I will fight you on the beaches, I will fight you in the Gherkin store With a fork in hand, I will fight you, until the gherkins are no more Indiana Shaw . . . "Churchill style, I love "em too" . . . ; )

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Gershon Wolf

Date: 2/2/2022 7:43:00 PM

Great big gobs of greasy, grimy gherkin guts!! What a visual, eh?! :) gw

Indiana Shaw
Date: 2/3/2022 6:45:00 AM

Globs, I think, maestro . . . ; )

Mike Gentile

Date: 1/27/2022 4:37:00 AM

A BIG jar will go long way!!! Happy Thursday xxoo

Indiana Shaw
Date: 1/30/2022 3:02:00 AM

A big jar of gherkins in a RV, and a long road trip, shaken, but, not never stirred, sweet Sunday to you Mike . . . : )

Darlene De Beaulieu

Date: 1/23/2022 12:28:00 PM

Hello Indiana Shaw, oh-I wonder who will get the last Gherkin. Blessings.

Darlene De Beaulieu
Date: 1/24/2022 1:11:00 PM

Hello Indiana, oh! i do hope you feel better soon.Blessings my friend.

Indiana Shaw
Date: 1/23/2022 9:53:00 PM

Hello, Darlene, hope you are keeping well, Mike won, I'm down at the doc's with a bad case of stomach ache, he, he, he . . . : )