“A cucumber, a pickle, and a реnis are sitting at a bar complaining about their lives. The cucumber says,
"My life suскs. I'm put in salads, and, to top them off, they pour ranch dressing all over me. My life suскs." The pickle says,
"That's nothing compared to my life. I'm put in vinegar and stored away for months, out of sight. Man, my life is boring. I hate life." So the реnis says,
"What are you guys complaining about? My life is so messed up that I feel like shooting myself. They constantly wrap me in a plastic bag, shove me in a cave, and make me do push-ups until I throw up.”