Pickles by Brian Crane for December 05, 2022

Resourceful little guy. He’s going places, maybe not college, but places!

Those denture things are a lot harder to get apart than you might think…

I can remember a kid that had that same problem. His parents told him he could leave an I.O.U. under his pillow to the tooth fairy promising that he would owe the T.F. one tooth at a later date. It worked! Tooth fairies can sometimes be a bit gullible.

Just write the tooth fairy a little note and put it on your bedside table.

Lot of bling in there

He keeps them in his Chopper Hopper of course!

I swallowed a couple of my baby teeth while eating. My parents just handed me a quarter each time. Unlike Santa, we never believed in the Tooth Fairy.

What does The Tooth Fairy do with all those baby teeth? Wouldn’t she do better to have a standing contract with Dentists for adult extractions?

Jackpot!

She does not know how to spoil a grandkid, the old bat.

Don’t know, Nelson…TF may be able to tell the difference between your teeth and a denture…

“The tooth fairy doesn’t leave money each night for Grandpa’s dentures, Nelson…”

In a glass of warm water by his bedside. When the water cools off and the teeth start chattering, it’s time to get up.

Swallowed it, didn’t you?

Ahh, this kid is really thinking!

No telling how much Earl would pay to get his teeth back?

Uh ohhhh………….

When I was a kid, the neighbor’s grandson and I were sledding down the hill in my grandma’s back yard. His sled collided with mine and knocked out my two front bottom teeth (which were seriously loose already) and I cried for hours because they were lost in the snow. Mom helped me write a letter and leave that under my pillow. “Tooth fairy” came anyway and mom told me that obviously she was able to find them because she’s magic. Even got an extra quarter!

Earl better learn to nap with one eye open.

Punt! LOL! ☺️☺️

“Do you accept substitutes, tooth fairy?”

Smart kid!

For every problem, there is a solution, which can create a problem for someone else.

Opal’s compassion is a dead ringer for my “wonderful sweetly” departed grandmother.

True story. My dad has a partial plate that he wears. One night, he left the plate on the back of the couch. When he got up the next morning, his dog was laying in the floor with white (teeth) chips around her. Lesson learned the hard way.