At the local Chick-fil-A this very afternoon, I politely requested that my traditional chicken sandwich be prepared with lettuce and tomato, no pickles. The sandwich came thoughtfully packaged in a foil envelope, embellished with two bright orange labels - "Deluxe" and "No Pickles". Yet, deceitfully concealed beneath the soft green lettuce, there awaited three horrific pickles, lurking, thinking to entrap me with their foulness. Fortunately I spotted them before there was a danger of me inadvertently consuming them.

By Grabthar's Hammer, I will be avenged!