There was a cucumber, a pickle and a pen*s, they’re all talking about how bad there lives are, so the cucumber says, “My life’s so bad people cut me up and stick me in salads.”

Then the pickle goes, “Are you kidding me my life’s so worse people stick me in vinegar and lock me up.”

So the pen*s goes, “You guys have it easy. People put a bag over my head, stick me in this tiny cave and bangs my head against the wall until I throw up.”