Pickles by Brian Crane for April 19, 2020

♪♫ The day the squirrel went berserk

In the First Self-Righteous Church

In that sleepy little town of Pascagoula (Pascagoula)

It was a fight for survival

That broke out in revival

They were jumpin pews and shouting Hallelujah! ♪♫

It’s not spying if he’s outside for the whole world to see.

In the words of Julius Marx (1890-1977), “how [the squirrel] got into [Earl’s bathrobe] I’ll never know.”

What’s the squirrel doing in Grampa’s bath robe??

Different motivations for different folks. The squirrel found hers.

How the squirrel got into Grandpa’s robe is anybody’e guess.

Who knew squirrels wore bathrobes?

Grandma’s comment should be “Where’s that blasted phone when you need it?”

When you have a large picture window, it’s no sin to enjoy looking out of it. What people are doing outside your house is fair game for all to see. But by all means, Opal, don’t miss an opportunity to criticize someone.

I wonder if Nelson is related to Gladys Kravitz.

Hey, more panels! It must be Sunday.

Earl moving is a must see event !

What happened to politeness?

Opal’s double standards

Until it gets to the funny part, huh Opal?

“One night, I shot an elephant in my pyjamas. How he got in my pyjamas, I don’t know.” Groucho.

Just yesterday I watched a squirrel climb the post our school bell is mounted on and inspect the inside of the bell and clapper. The only thing I thought of was how can I ring it from inside the house.

Hypocrisy is Opal’s superpower!

Hurry Grandpa. He’s gonna grab a nut and run.

It’s a good thing that Grandma isn’t technologically adept or this would end up on the web.

Willard, Ben, and their army just ate Gramps.

They’re both trying to protect their nuts!

A late friend of mine once described squirrels as nothing more than lawn rats who had a better press agent.

Stay pursed, lips

He wasn’t spying on people Grandma. He was spying on a squirrel!