The title is a terrible pun, I know. You’ll understand how it fits in a moment.
First off, staffers working for his physician gave my husband the nickname “Mr. Pickles” due to all the jarred dills he has taken since last season’s boon. I, of course, thought immediately of “Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde”.
Though the mythical Hyde is the insane one, and my husband the more emotionally stable partner, I suggested calling ourselves “Mr. Pickles and Dr. Gherkin”. Amused, he embraced this occasional joke.
Fast forward to our anniversary last week.
He went grocery shopping alone, bless his heart, and decided to peruse the greeting card aisle. We have long followed a feline theme for all holidays, so he sought a change. He went so far as to look outside the anniversary section, which he found limited thanks to the United States celebrating Fathers today.
No doubt you can imagine where this is going…
He indeed discovered one featuring a pickle. And it's hilarious inside and out.
|The use of his first initial references "Bram Stoker's Dracula"|
(Gary Oldman's vampire signed documents this way)
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