In A Dystopia, Candied Pickles Exist.
I’m sorry, you were simply trying to have a normal afternoon, surrounded by normal people and eating normal food. You might want to reconsider your position after one internet psychopath decided to skip the “should I post this?” debate and simply posted their candied pickle. I’d apologize, but you need to witness personally what humanity is like before passing judgment.
In A Dystopia, Candied Pickles Exist.
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Dad, Stop It!
It’s easy to believe that your parents are doing everything they can to make you appear awful in front of your peers while you’re in middle school. She was correct in this particular girl’s situation.
Dad, Stop It!
