Pickles by Brian Crane for July 14, 2013

ah yes! It don’t matter if it’s his little annoying habit!!!

Earl even annoys himself and that’s saying something.

My dad used to “snap” his big toe with his second toe, kind of like snapping your fingers. Now that was annoying.

Eew.

And here I thought it was his dentures I was hearing.

I thought Nelson was playing with his Nunchucks…

What’s that clicking noise? (Henry Cho) HAHAHAHA!

" Them bones, them bones, them dry bones…."

So when are you going to apologise, Earl?

Hmmmm???

LOL xxx

This is an age related humor and very factual

Loved you guys’ comments re: dungarees & etc.!Ok, kids, here is what I wore in Ohio in the 1940s when I was Nelson’s age: Last kid in the school to wear knickers. Corduroy knickers. My Dad (el cheapo) said “They’ll wear like iron” and bought them two sizes too big so I wore them in shame “forever”. My little brother escaped them as he wasn’t old enough. Our shoes were “clodhoppers” – high-top kids replica of the black leather work shoe. Some kids wore cleats on them for a click as they sauntered the halls at school. Dungarees. When the knees wore holes Mom would sew and later iron-on dark blue patches on the faded dungarees. Tennis shoes were always hi-top black & white. My bathing suit was wool! Shrunk some when we swam with inner tubes in the “crick”. Small town country boys.

Thought it was Nelson again, cute kid