Pickles by Brian Crane for December 21, 2014

Priorities. {sigh}

Sweep your feet sideways, Opal, until you can reach your axe.

Next time, make sure you wait until the game’s over before you back yourself into a corner.

This somehow reminds me of the disappearing spray that the referees used in the World Cup this year.

Though it’s late, the holiday is still going on; so, Happy Hanukkah!

Earl, ditch cable so you can hit Pause.

Earl is heading for a punch in the nose.

Where’s the dog? If my lab had noticed a spill like that, they would all be gone in 30 seconds.

Opal FIRST close the refrigerator door. Then bend down and pick them up. Lazy broad.

I did that once but it was broken glass instead of blueberries . . . and I was barefoot. Good thing my wife was home and could bring me my slippers.

So true! So true! I go to extra effort to never drop anything.

Atta boy Earl!!

ALL accidents are preventable!!

Earl quick hand her a broom and dust pan.

Should have called the dog in to the kitchen, a path would have cleared in no time.

I really laughed at this.

A Day in the Life of a Typical Male.

xxx

Besides, what’s she supposed to do, pick them up one by one? Needs a sweeper or Swiffer or something like that.

Where’s Roscoe and Muffin when they’re needed?