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The Kosher Dill Pickle

There once was a man who loved garlic dill
Holding them in his hand gave him a thrill
Doorknobs are fermented
With garlic tormented
His wallet and all of his precious bills  
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Shaw Avatar
September 11, 2021 at 4:15 AM
Some husbands, or the likes need designating to the outshed along with their flamin' Kosher dill pickles, just saying, he, he, he . . . ; )
Kendrick Avatar
September 11, 2021 at 6:44 AM
Indiana, I never thought about it until now but maybe I need to put those dill pickles in his refrigerator in the shop so he can eat his fill while out there but then the doorknob on the back door would be fermented. LOL..Thanks for your visit. I appreciate the nice review. Sara
Horne Avatar
July 26, 2018 at 11:07 AM
LOL, had a chuckle at this
Kendrick Avatar
September 11, 2021 at 6:42 AM
Thank you, Jack. I am glad you got a laugh. Sara
Dietrich Avatar
June 26, 2018 at 5:33 PM
Ha. what a good one, Sarah.
Kendrick Avatar
June 26, 2018 at 5:35 PM
Andrea, Thanks for the kind comment. I hope you got a chuckle. Sara
Rigoler Avatar
June 8, 2018 at 11:42 AM
Hello Sara! Garlic and kosher dills are a favorite of mine. Keep mine in my mouth, forget my wallet. Good to hear from you, and prat you are doing well. Best to you in all your endeavors. / M
Kendrick Avatar
June 8, 2018 at 5:59 PM
Maurice, Life is good but sometimes I am not but we all make mistakes. My health remains stable as of this minute but we don't know what the future holds. I appreciate you stopping by and taking time to comment. My husband loves those garlic dill pickles but he gets the scent onto everything he touches and it doesn't clean up very well seems to linger. LOL.. Sara
Andresen Avatar
May 31, 2018 at 12:42 PM
- The taste is like butt ... everyone is different - Lovely humor, Sara :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
Kendrick Avatar
May 31, 2018 at 1:02 PM
SS, Well I haven't tasted butt but I guess the scent of dirty behind could be compared to a garlic dill. LOL..Thanks for dropping by. Your presence is appreciate. Sara
Pigeon Tart Avatar
May 31, 2018 at 7:24 AM
Giggles ;) xomo!
Kendrick Avatar
May 31, 2018 at 7:58 AM
Maureen, Thanks for dropping by. Glad that you got a giggle from my work. The scent of the garlic all over everything in the house is not pleasant though. Sara
Allison Avatar
May 31, 2018 at 6:59 AM
ha ha ha I adore the taste of the pickled dill cucumbers - can eat them straight from the jar if i get the chance lol:-) hugs Jan xx
Kendrick Avatar
May 31, 2018 at 7:57 AM
Jan, Thanks for the visit to my page. I appreciate the chuckles that you got for that made me smile. Sara
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