In a pickle

What a difference a joke can make.

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I was at my primary physician’s office early this morning, waiting to take my yearly physical. As I looked at the exam table,  I could hear the words of Jerry Seinfeld bounce around my brain:

“They have that butcher paper pulled out over the table. Sometimes I bring a pickle and put it next to me on the table,  in case the doctor wants to fold the whole thing up for a to-go order.”

Now, that’s a classic story.

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