MH and I were sitting in the clean room, calibrating the cryoscope when she says, "so...I like pickles."
There was enough of a pause after that comment to make it seem like a completely independent thought. I laughed. She couldn't finish the story because I was laughing at her.
Once we collected ourselves, she continued, telling me about a barbeque she had attended with her boyfriend and that there had been homemade pickles and that her boyfriend had made the generalization that all women like pickles...because Snooki does.
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