Pickles by Brian Crane for March 09, 2019

it’s like the “SpongeBob Squarepants” episode where Squidward ridicules SpongeBob playing in a box with imagination

That oak may drop a limb on you.

Throwing shade.

I see an acorn falling on your head!

Best of all no worms were harmed in the making of this reverie.

Don’t ask stupid questions, Opal.

Earl you should have a beer when fishing under the oak tree ;-)

Make like a tree and leave……Opal !

“While you’re up, a baloney sandwich sounds just right.”

let him have at least ONE day to just relax, Opal!

Absolutely nothing wrong with just sitting and relaxing all day long, Opal.

This one barks.

Don’t reach out to the oak or you might come back with a stump.

Maybe she’s an Ent?

Good one Earl!

My wife will ask me that question, and my answer is a resounding “YES” !

He’s only full of baloney if that’s what you serve him for lunch.

For Earl’s sake I hope her bark is worse than her bite. (trees have bark get it)

Score one for Earl, IMHO. My dad was an avid fisherman. A riverbank or lake shore, his rod and reel, some bait, and he was a happy man. While I never cared much for fishing myself (even as a youngster, it seemed to me the fish were probably pretty happy right where they were), I did enjoy those hours with my dad. Coincidentally enough, my mother would often pack us Oscar Meyer bologna sandwiches. After a good day we would have a spectacular fish fry. Of course, that was back in the last century of the last millennium. And I think I need to add a certain item to my grocery list just for old times’ sake.

storm clouds gathering! gonna get totally dark real quick!!!

They didn’t used to always be mean to each other. I miss back when this strip had actual humor, not just thinking that demeaning someone was funny. What happened?

Roscoe: “Actually, Earl, it’s a large branch of the oak tree, groaning in the breeze. In a minute, the wind will break the branch off, and the river will wash it down stream, far away from us. How about you give me a snack?”

Uh oh! Roscoe May take Earl up on the “oak tree” and ….better run Opal….

One of the long, lost Ent wives has returned!

And it’s got gray leaves

We know how you know cuz we know

Careful, Earl, oak trees can’t cook . . .

The main thing is that Opal has a place in Earl’s fantasies.

Gotta love that Earl…..

He should have said, “Yep, because I know how much it ticks you off”.

Actually, in the first panel it looked like he was checking his eyelids for pinholes.

Roscoe, he’s full of baloney. Time to eat!

And the dog smiles! LOL

Good one, Earl!

Welcome to my world, Opal.

She’s already gained the weight. Might as well eat one.