Open letter to the guy I went out with last Thursday

Remember that fairly lengthy conversation we had about pickled eggs? Well, I've seen them now! Last night on One Tree Hill, a quality WB program, a girl was dared to eat five pickled eggs. I even got to see the eggs in their jar full of liquid. The only difference between what you told me and what I saw was that the man behind the counter used tongs instead of his hands to pick the eggs up. I've seen a pickled egg; my life is now complete.

In semi-related news, have you ever noticed that "saw" is "was" backwards?