Pickles by Brian Crane for June 23, 2022

Truth.

Battle practice

That’s one way to get her to hurry up when she’s in the bathroom.

your loss, Earl, when you get an ice cream headache and a stomachache from all that ice cream

You can only win temporarily, though.

Guess he told her, or not..

Pretty sure Nelson will tell her all about it.

Smooth move Earl!

I do not think that it counts as an argument if you only have one person.

Well when Earl has Ice Cream that means Opal will not have to do any cooking ;-)

yeah, it’s better to win an argument when you don’t get hit with inconvenient truths!

Ice cream for lunch?

“In fact they are the only ones I ever win.”

EXACTLY!

I had leftover spare ribs for breakfast the other day.

Gawd, when I think of the stuff I used to consume when I was a kid. . .sardine and onion sandwiches, peanut butter and pickle and mayo sandwiches. . .the tongue can still take it, but the stomach can’t. . .

This way there’s no counter attack….keep talkin, Earl…get it all out now

GOOD POINT..!!!

His eating habits really explain his trouser problems.

If a man speaks in the woods, and there’s no woman there to hear him, is he still wrong?

Hey! Where is Nelson’s?

Wow! That’s a marriage if one mate knows what the other will do or say. It also shows that it will last because they need each other.

Reminds me of President George H.W. Bush and brocolli. Although I don’t think he argued with Barbara over it

Ole Earl he is a shrewd thinker……….not?

My dad likes to eat his ice cream a quarter of a carton at once.

Smart man

I won the last one and she went out to get new hearing aid batteries.

If I could still eat ice cream, I’d have it for brunch because that still leaves room for a healthy lunch. :)

With my second wife, the only way to get out of an argument -in-progress was to walk away – for a couple of days. Oh, only as far as the next room but eventually she would cool off and apologize. These were not arguments about “real” things, just jealousies. Seriously, the woman was jealous of the attention I paid to my cat. I gave my wife two or three 45-minute massages a week but she was jealous of my cat. That is not a “winnable” argument. For one thing, my cat was always glad to see me. She could not beat that.

another good thing about living by myself… I nearly always win arguments

Grandpa is an absentee arguer

That’s one way to win the argument, Earl. Now just make sure you destroy the evidence — get your bowl and spoon rinsed and in the dishwasher before Opal gets home.