Pickles by Brian Crane for July 05, 2019

I think you’d win that bet.

I wonder how weird of a grandfather Alfred Yankovic will be (he’ll be 60 in October and his daughter is only 16.)

I hate when that happens, too.

I used to tell my boss: “Don’t make me come to work early. You wouldn’t like me when I’m early.” I think he got the reference.

Earl smash!

And Roscoe’s thinking “Hey I have to live with him all the time” ;-)

My grandson, Jack (age 6, and quite the wit), might argue that HE would win that bet…

No more bets. We have a winner, or should I say a loser.

Earls is reminiscing his pretend younger days…Nelson knows Grandpa is not the green Hulk

could be worse…Earl could have said something about being a genius billionaire playboy philanthropist!

Once my daughter and her husband have a kid, the title is MINE!

My grandkids would argue that I could compete for that title.

But maybe he’ll take you to see Toy Story 4.

The Unbelievable Lump!

I used to tell Dad jokes, but now the family groans when I tell Grandad jokes.

Nelson, can’t disagree, I have no grandkids yet!

Being of an age with Earl, Nelson, someday that porch step will be empty. And I’ll wager you’ll miss that “weirdest grampa in the world.”

Bruce Banner’s grandson thinks the same thing.

Don’t feel sorry for yourself, Nelson. . .pretty much par for that age group. . .which superhero do you want to be when you get old? Ant-man????

I think it automatically comes when you become a grandpa. No training or license needed.

My oldest grandson (almost 24) would disagree, Nelson. Weirdness runs in our family and I’m Weirdo-in-Chief!

My little ones here in Ecuador just think I’m just the funny gringo padrasto who is married to their abuela.

Hey, pal, I love my extra-stretch expandable Depends.

At least he has a Grampa.

My grandsons would not agree.

Hey, at least he knows when Grandpa is spinning a tall tale. Or does he.

Enjoy it. It’s better than a mean and grumpy Grandpa that doesn’t like kids. (Not that I know of any.)

My great-grandson doesn’t think I’m weird, he thinks I’m cool, especially when I let him use my desktop. He says that none of his friends have access to a desktop. They are all laptops, iphones, etc.

And one of the smallest (the second step is higher than his knees).

I’d say he is the best grandpa to have that kind of imagination still percolating away.

Weird grampas are, fortunately, a dime a dozen: The world needs weird.