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Picture this: 12 dill pickles sitting around a campfire in various attire. One a frozen dill from Alaska, another half frozen from Canada who has also added some garlic, two from Louisana with a touch of hot Cajun sauce, who has the softest, best smelling wash.
Sorry folks could not resist, my Mom used vinegar back on the farm where water was terribly hard and I was a runny nosed kid.
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