Jam & The Pickle

There are these two little unidentical twins sitting on my dinner table.

A bottle of jam and a bottle of pickle. Looks like there is this mini war going on between these two since I select just one of them with my roti.

As I took out a spoonful of jam the pickle bottle slid and fell open on the table. Out of that came a genie, with fiery eyes and cute little face. This provoked my tiny Jam face which opened in a jiffy and swirled in a motion.

After looking at one another they shrug their shoulders and walked straight upto me with those itty bitty gaits.

PB:- Hey I know u hate sweets and I hate sweet people. We have so much in common. I grant ur wish and you marry me>?
JB:- Girls are supposed to be sweet, you are the sweetest. I grant your wish and you marry me!

Me:- Ahhh!! ok my tinies..I love you both..I love being sweet but life needs spice :-)
I need two wishes
1. Be with me in my life where I can share both of you
2. Stop fighting and I will marry both of you..

Mwahhh...