Pickles by Brian Crane for May 07, 2014

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    Templo S.U.D.  over 10 years ago

    And how, pray tell, does singing help clear sinuses?

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    Llewellenbruce  over 10 years ago

    She should sing 24 hours a day then sometimes.

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    poppy1313  over 10 years ago
    Bloody Mary sang it better
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    J Short  over 10 years ago

    Owwoooooooo!I liked how she was so peeved at the end; priceless.

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    GROG Premium Member over 10 years ago

    Opal’s being in is a good enough reason for being out of the house.

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    Dampwaffle  over 10 years ago

    I’m singing and deranged, I’m singing and deranged, What a glorious feeling, I’m happy again…

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    ob1knob2  over 10 years ago

    My Mom had a beautiful voice and loved music. When she was singing around the house we kids knew ‘all was right with the world’. Wish I could listen to her again….

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    Perkycat  over 10 years ago

    I love music and I love to sing. Unfortunately, I too could clear a room. Can’t even sing ‘Happy Birthday’ in tune.

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    jtviper7  over 10 years ago

    Earl’s out right now getting Opal singing lessons….

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    ladykat  over 10 years ago

    Actually, Jean Stapleton had a very nice voice. She once said that singing like Edith hurt her throat.

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    slhansen07  over 10 years ago
    I bet Opal does too, but that wouldn’t clear Earl out.
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    Altar_Ego  over 10 years ago

    Love the dog’s reaction!

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    Number Three  over 10 years ago

    If I started singing… The whole neighbourhood would evacuate!

    xxx

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    rphbeta  over 10 years ago

    While attending a convention’s opening social function and enjoying the food, my colleague and I claimed a couple of seats at a table apparently occupied by a group from the same common workplace. The conversation in progress seemed to center around everyone in that group trying to encourage a particular individual to participate in the fun events there for entertainment.

    “Hey, go try that rock climbing wall over there.”

    “No, I can’t do that. I just ate, and I’ll throw up.”

    “Then do that jousting thing over here.”

    “No, I’ll throw up.”

    “Well, there’s a karaoke thing set up on the stage. Go sing.”

    Without missing a beat, I had to say, “Then WE’LL throw up.” Everybody at the table cracked up, except for our protagonist. Instead, he looked at me as if I just shot his dog.

    True story.

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