Pickles by Brian Crane for February 14, 2019

Still better than the limerick Earl was working on.

There’s a can of Chef Boyardee in the pantry.

Reminds me of the end of Calvin’s poem for Mother’s Day: “There, I said it. Now I’m done. So how about getting out of bed and cooking breakfast for your son?”

Templo, I enjoy your posts. They’re thoughtful and kind. :)

Rhymes nicely!

Ah, the delicate balance of love – hubby who spends $3.96 on a perfume from the discontinued rack versus wifey who finishes the prime rib, lobster tail, and champagne and says “Thanks for the snack” (or vice versa). Today this is our version of an O. Henry story all too often.

I’ll share one I wrote many years ago….

You were the angel

Of my dreams.

Oh, why did you have

To join the Marines?

Another Valentine cards that would be better unwritten.

How about some Garlic Toast with that pasta !

Not exactly stoking romantic fires with that one, Earl.

Oh Earl, you’re such a romantic. LOL!

Opal asks “Do I have a choice”…..yes, she could have walked out of the room….

Happy Valentine’s Day everyone!

Opal to Earl:

Roses are red,

There are cans on the shelf…

I’m going out to dinner…

You can cook for yourself.

Everyone knows roses are red, the spaghetti will soon be on top of your head!

Opal is a grouch. These 2 are in a “catch 22” of incivility.

It the thought that counts.

Earl is such a silver toned romantic

The way to a man’s heart….

How romantic!

A real Chef Boyardee moment.

I like spaghetti, too!

There once was an Earl from Nantucket,he was close to kicking the bucket ;(

I’m going with meatloaf instead; HER favorite.

I Googled Ensign magazine that she is reading. It’s from the Mormon church. They have a great free genealogy website.

First poem I ever wrote to my wife, she lived in Washington state before we got married:

A snow covered mountain

A grass covered hill

The beauty of these

I’ve had my fill

Their beauty does

By comparison fade

To you my darling

Who I wanna get laid.

at least, Opal, it is an easy fix for a valentine gift for Earl – one can opener coming up!

a poem -

a meal -

an easy solution -

to a Valentine’s gift deal

When you take me on that trip to Italy, dear. :)

Spaghetti, spaghettiWith meatballs and sauce,When will you learn, EarlThat Pearl is the boss?

Hey, everyone, you all need to know that Earl and Pearl are now and always have been very much in love. Happy Valentine’s Day to all!

He’s a great lover.

He can love more than one thing or person at a time.

Earl truly believes in the adage, “The way to a man’s heart is through his stomach.”

“Go to the kitchen, / Open a can. / Don’t say I’m bitchen, / You’re only a man.”

hahaha!!! funny!!!

Oh Earl I love ya….LOL

Earl is SUCH a romantic.

Here is a bed stuffed with the finest down,

And pulled back is a rare and lacy coverlet,

Here also is a lady too lovely to ever forget,

I think I love you lady so please lay yourself down.

Old Asdirt

In about five seconds when Opal dumps it over your head Earl

Definitely should have bought one at a store.

Will our poet ever get pasta his hangups?