Pickles by Brian Crane for March 17, 2023

Don’t take it so hard Earl. Opal is talking to a cat after all.

Double standards are what she knows best

Hurl the cat out the door.

Hahahaha!

Keep this charade up, Earl, and Earl will be sleeping on the sofa each and every night.

makes my head swirl

Isn’t that a Scottish sport?

AS it being St. Patrick’s Day, I reckon there will some practicing the ‘Hurl’ some time today.

I see Earl sleeping on the couch!

One person’s cute is another person’s nauseating.

Why won’t Earl make his own sandwich ? Earl is setting on his dead butt . Happy St Patrick’s Day to All ;-)

I’d have thought she’d be more put off by his rudeness than his use of the third person.

Hopefully, this is just a phase Earl is going through!

There was a song about that back in the 60’s: The Duke of Hurl.

Earl’s a poet and don’t know it!

But not Pearl.

That’s how talk to my kitties too.

LOL! Better step aside, Opal… you don’t want to get Earl hurls all over your shoes…

This whole week has been leading up to “Earl wants to hurl”

He’s a POET now..??

See Earl hurl.

Hurl, Earl, hurl.

Earl should get Earl’s sandwich

Earl, when speaking in the third person, one has to learn how to do so properly to elicit the desired response, such as: “You know Opal, Earl is beginning to feel hungry. Earl would be ever so grateful if you would make him a sandwich.”

That should curl Earl’s toes.

That kind of makes me want to hurl, too!

Makes 2 of us Earl

Probably a royal title, “The Earl of Hurl.”

Yesterday’s OK, but Earl not two days in a row. On the other hand, she may want a good bare but spanking.

The Earl of Sandwich.

The first panel reminds you of just how old-fashioned of a couple they are. In today’s world no man would dare ask his wife to “get” him a sandwich. He needs to “get” it himself.

Give it a go, Earl. Show ’em what you got…or at least ate.

You think that makes you hurl, just wait for your fancy feast sandwich.

does wittle earlie need some wifey tenttion? is hims jealous, would wittle earlie like his wifey to make him a wittle sandwich and scratch him behind the ear? poor wittle earlie him so sad.

Thought y’all would like to know…

“In 1762, John Montagu, the 4th Earl of Sandwich®, invented the meal that changed dining forever. As the story goes, he was playing cards and did not want to leave the gaming table to eat. He asked for a serving of roast beef to be placed between two slices of bread so he could eat with his hands.”

I think humans claiming to be parents of dogs and cats is downright perverted.

I’m with you Earl.

That’s no way to get that sandwich, Earl.

You can forget the sandwich, Earl.

There also an Earl of Sandwich, a noble title in the Peerage of England.