In the boring town on Pivuke, lived a man named Randy Hapukurk. He lived in the humble land of Pivuke for his whole life. When his house burned down (along with all of his family and friends), he decided he needed to live in an old abandoned beat up house at the end of an alley way. There, he had nothing to do. Life was boring, here in Pivuke.
You know hat kinda sucks the most? It's the people around here. So lifeless. So dull. They exist to follow the same pattern everyday and not make an impact in life. It's so... unentertaining. Randy has no money. He refuses to be like everybody else. He wants to be unique, he wants to be special. Unlike all these morons.
Today, Randy has the motivation to leave his house for once... which is kinda rare. He always stays inside so he doesn't have to see the lifeless and depressing souls that is his neighbors. Today, he wanted pickles. His beloved. It had been so long since Randy had a good pickle. Boy, a pickle sounds nice right now.
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Life Would be a Dream ~ A Story About Pickles
RandomOne day Randy decides he wants a pickle. Things happen and it's quite ridiculous.
