Happy Pickle doesn't know why he was invited to lunch.

My sandwich just asked me if I wanna make out.

He'll never get an audition without a little more garlic.

Or maybe that's more of a bitter face. Bitter, sour, angry... anyway, just roll with it, you have no choice.

Put it on a stick and someone will gladly put it in their mouth.

Oh pickle, when I get all great white shark on your ass you're not gonna be so carefree anymore.

What would a pickle in your salad have to sing to earn your mercy? For me it would have to be "Stevie Nix" by the Hold Steady.