A romp through the insanity patch!

She's right. I never did find my socks. But then of course, I think that may have been because something went critical. I recall hearing about an radioactive sock being sold on Ebay that sounded like mine though...

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Except the hippos aren't anywhere near my journals!! My journals are hidden in my Secret Place of Uber-Secrecy. The Pickles defend them there, so the hippos won't get them. I've armed the Pickles with plastic knives and sporks, so they are a fearsome army, indeed.

And in my defense, I didn't bring up the Bunny and Vodka incident--SHE did!!

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Too bad about the socks. I was rather fond of the pink emu pattern on them. But I guess if they're radioactive now, then they'd probably be green, and I won't be able to get near them. Allergies, you know.

Could be worse, though. It could have been your GLOVES that went all green and goopy. That would have been horrendous!!

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I recall hearing about that. Of course the moans/screaming could be heard for blocks. I do like how to protect you own sanity that you are still refering to it as an "octopus"

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Yeah, the windmill incident was pretty good. Or how about that one time with the popcorn and the empty McDonald's cup? Man, he was really pissed about that!

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Well, you're the entire REASON there even WAS a bunny and vodka incident, and you'll do well to remember that! Just because we agreed to not speak of it, doesn't mean it didn't happen! Just ask your uncle Jimbo what he thought of the whole incident and I'm sure your opinoin will be greatly affected.

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I was talking to both of you about the bunny incident T_T. What? Why didn't the Pickles inform me of this? How could they totally forget one of their own? I am deeply hurt by this. I must get in contact with the almighty Gerkin...

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Hey he should have been. I mean I don't know ALOT about physics, but the fact you got it onto the roof, without scratching it, and no ramp? That just ain't right.

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Yeah, those gloves are still nice. I mean the monkey leather feels nice against my skin

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so THAT's what happened!!! I was WONDERING why you showed up all breathless and without your pants, but I was in no position to ask questions, while I was bent over the lap of that ninja-pirate, and he was beating me senseless with a toothbrush.

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your monkey leather gloves feel nice against MY skin as well...or was I not supposed to say anything?

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I still cry when I think about that. I don't think anything beats the one with the duck and the rubber hose though. I've never seen so many people shoot milk out of their noses!

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Hey, that wasn't me!! That was totally the emu!! They can sound very human-like, you see. I was eating corn on the cob at the time.

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Yeah, we pull off a feat like that and he gets mad about the finger prints?! It boggles the mind! At least he never found out who left that wolverine in his office... Then there would have been major issues.

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...don't ask what happened to my pants. Let's just say it involved a single paisley oven mitt and leave it at that. I pity the poor toothbrush, though. Those stealth ninja-pirates just don't know when to leave the toothbrushes out of things!! It's just like when they get ahold of those deformed cardboard boxes...

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It was totally not my fault! The ghost of Abraham Lincoln was entirely responsible for this!!

Uncle Jimbo is senile and blind in one eye, he doesn't have a clue what's going on. If you just step back and hop up and down on one foot, I'm sure you'll see that everything is in pink and neon blue, as clear as something clear.

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The Almighty Gerkin. Pshaw. He's an idiot, and you know it. And I didn't want you in the line of fire, so I sent the other Pickles ahead without you. You're not ready to face the Hot Dog soldiers--they fight something fierce!

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What you do in your free time is your own business, with or without the zebras!

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...I think that's a "not say anything" moment, dear...

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I dunno--the incident with the orangutan and the thirty pieces of bright pink construction paper was really cool, too. I mean, come on--he flew twenty feet!

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True, very true. I'd have enough problem surviving in cucumber basic. Although, the other pickles have always treated me differently. *sniff* Just because I'm a mutant doesn't mean I don't have feelings too! The Almighty Gerkin is the only one that cares, darn it! I don't care about the rest of those jerks, though. Let the Hot Dogs get them with their tobasco numchucks. See if I care.

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Oh yeah, I forgot about that one. Heh, the icing on the cake was when he landed in that pile of raw balonga. Who knew he was allergic?

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Their tobasco numchucks cannot stand up to the awesome power of my vegetarian sword-chucks, though!!

The dip is getting irritated, they've been left out all this time.

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And then our director's hair went on strike, and we had to hunt it down, even though I couldn't see where I was going, and you were...um, sort of incapacitated. Man, that was an adventure...

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