Pickles by Brian Crane for August 05, 2019

“Plenty of room now Opal, I’ll take six!”

“But I ignored it anyway and had one!”

Given that she’s his wife, did he let that stop him?

if Earl’s belt broke, does that mean he’s wearing suspenders/braces while talking with his buddy?

If your belt busts, you just need to buy a larger belt.

Quoth the Universe:

“You need larger sweatpants.”

What really happened is, the belt broke from the strain of being repeatedly, strenuously tightened and tightened again over the years as he lost pound after pound after pound by relentlessly sticking to a rigorously ascetic diet. The pants fell down because they were too loose. (How could he afford to buy more clothes every time he lost more weight?) Cookies to the rescue—preferably the entire cookie sheet!

That’s your story, Earl, now stick to it!

The big question is is Opal alright? Has she collapsed in a fit of giggles or was she struck by a flying belt buckle?

Oh those precious key moments …

The universe should mind its own business.

Well Earl at least you got your cookie !

Well, after all, did you eat it?

Been there, done that!

“The universe was telling me to get a stronger belt. Pass the cookies, please!”

That belt must have been truly old…

Time for a belt, it’s 5 o’clock somewhere!

“The Universe”: The modern, politically correct way of saying “God”.

Universe said “put down the cookie”.

Be suspicious. Were the bottoms burnt?

Time to canoodle?

How many people are baking or eating cookies right now because of this (very funny) comic? It certainly set me craving (but with dark, not white, chocolate chips and walnuts or pecans). I have the stuff on hand to make them, but it is going to be hot today, so maybe I can resist.

Justin’s Organic White Chocolate Peanut Butter Cups. To quote Donkey, I’m drooling just thinking about it. Yum! Double yum! Normally I’m not even fond of milk chocolate, having a preference for really good, let us say, Belgian, Swiss, or German chocolates…dark. YUM!

I don’t eat much, but it has to be only the best.

Oscar Wilde: “I Have the Simplest Tastes; I Am Always Satisfied with the Best.”

Sooooo, you took two?

And unfortunately for anyone within sight, he’d also forgotten to put on underwear. No more cookies for you!

I always thought it was my Body talking to me saying" Whoa !!! There !!! Maybe my body should give the command a little louder ? But not TOO loud.

White chocolate is an oxymoron.

Knowing her, she cut his belt to a thread, then pulled the string.

Maybe his main squeeze is watching his diet because ""white is right only at night"". Naaw….

I lost a lot of weight once, without intending it: I had some free time and chose to weed out a big section of English Ivy instead of sitting around eating carbs to stay awake. After a month or several, I was working with the arborists, hauling branches to the chipper when my pants fell down. Turned out my belt was at its tightest notch and I couldn’t tighten it further until I punched a new hole. It was a fine feeling! Unlike this.

…I ate 12 anyway.