Pick Up

Submitted by j.w.

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Monday, 11 August 2014

I went to pick up my grandmother from the station but she was too heavy.

I used a pick up truck but it picked the wrong person.

My pick-up said she had had enough of me because of my pickled brain.

I wanted to pick my nose but the pick went right through my head.

After that I definitely needed a pick me up.

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