Pickles...

So I love pickles. My fiancé likes pickles, just not the kind I like. So every time we get into an argument I start eating pickles for the simple fact that I know he will avoid me and leave me alone. I feel bad a little but Im pregnant and told him Im not going to argue. And sometimes (just to fuck with him) I get near him and pretend to want to kiss him. That usually results in him screaming “GET AWAY PICKLE BREATH”

I know I should stop trying to get revenge every time but honestly this is so damn funny. EVERY. SINGLE. TIME