Pluggers by Rick McKee for July 27, 2020

cannot make the guy’s nachos without shredded cheese I suppose

That guy shows up at my grocery store constantly, and the worst is that he never takes anything off the shelf anyway.

I’m like that. Only because I’m angling to get a hug.

Yes, I do this without meaning to. But my wife does too. And if I move, it seems it is to where she needs to be next.

Just push the reset button on the forehead ;-)

Move your butt!

What I have never understood is the ability to stand in front of an open refrigerator staring in for many minutes and not be able to find the mustard.

A perfect picture of my parents. When mom rattled the pots and pans to start cooking, dad took it as a signal to make coffee. Of course he then had to stand there until it was ready, so he could have a cup while waiting for supper. As mom was washing the dishes afterwards, their dance continued, because dad needed a refill.

Our house has a small one butt kitchen. Two people can’t work in it at the same time.

Kind of like the grocery store staff picking on-line orders. They always leave their cart right in front of what you need to get at.

She only decides she wants it because he’s standing there.

that is because a Pluggers kitchen is always a one-person room – I marvel at some of my friends and kid’s homes where the kitchen is bigger than my living room.

Yes!

I thought the dog was married to the chicken. Is he a bigamist?

I’m pretty sure my wife only needs the cheese grater when she sees I am standing in front of it.

The way it used to go at my house:

HIM: “Am I in your way?”

ME: “No. If I want you in my way, I’ll put you there.” =(((((HUGGZ))))) & gently moves him aside=

That guy looks like he covers up a couple of drawers, at least.

Or the dog