Pickles by Brian Crane for November 10, 2011

Careful, Opal, might get heart rate and blood pressure up too high.

Her kissing probably steamed his glasses up.

What were you expecting, Earl? A lap dance?

She might have been popping a zit.

I’ve seen more passion in a handshake after a tennis match!

That was uncalled for. She’s up to something – but what?

TMI!

You had the chance Earl and I think you blew it.

I’m kinda with Earl on this one. If that qualifies as “passion” then what did they call that thing they did back when they were newlyweds?

I’m with Opal. Married all those years. A little smooch to keep the fire lit.

She doesn’t want him to have a heart attack, after all.

I suspect that in the quiet and privacy of their bedroom, Opal and Earl do still enjoy each other’s “company”. And the display of affection Opal showed actually is quite sweet.

Once again, Pickles has turned my morning chuckle into a guffaw…

You never know when the moment turns right…

wrong head

Well said, PipeTobacco and SCAATY! It seems that Earl doesn’t know what to do with even a smooch anyway, so she’s at least showing him that he’s loved.

At least Opal cares about you, Earl!

xxx

Who loves ya Baby Earl?!?

Opal and me both!!

awwwww…………that’s SO sweet……:D