On a rainy November night, a loving and attentive husband asks his wife if she’d like some vanilla yogurt. He does this because he loves her, because he knows of her newfound affinity for vanilla yogurt, and because he recently learned that she should be injesting 100 grams of protein each and every day.
“That sounds wonderful,” she says, sweetly. “But first, would you bring me a pickle?”
Uh, ok. Just give me a minute to throw up.
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I’ll toast to that… toast and pickle, that is!
A pickle! Stacy’s own twist to the pickles and ice cream jokes. I love it.
Maybe one baby wants one, and one baby wants the other…
Does she need 200 grams a day since it’s twins? Better bring her a side of beef with her yogurt and pickles! The menu gets better by the minute, doesn’t it?
Becky ate jars of pickles and then drank the juice when she was pregnant.