Josh was enjoying a few drinks at Casey Moore's - another of his favorite local drinking spots - when a girl sat down beside him at the bar. While Josh is never at a loss for an opening line, this girl was about to one up him. As she reached for her wallet to pay for her drink, she pulled out a jar of pickles.
Josh's eyebrows raised. She explained she'd been jarring pickles all day and forgot she had put one in her bag. The mason jar of fresh homemade pickles sat between them on the bar. It was hard to tell what Josh was more interested in, the girl or her canned goods. He continued the conversation gently hinting that she should open that jar of pickles and let him have a taste. The girl didn't bite. She really loved her pickles and only had so many. She couldn't give them away to just anyone.
Josh persisted, and when his charm didn't seem to work he pulled out all the stops. He showed the girl his driver's license. How could she deny Mr. Pickell a pickle? But the girl refused and Josh was left alone with his beer. She was a pickle tease.
