Pickles by Brian Crane for April 29, 2024

’S not fair.

Gross…

How wonderful to see them coloring together, dubious philosophy aside!

When I was in First Grade, several of my crayons met an untimely end due to an experiment on the classroom steam radiator.

Someone ate half my crayons.

It is so awesome that he is down on the floor playing with his Grandson.

I almost spit my coffee on this one

Wasn’t there an episode of “The Simpsons” where the doctor removed a crayon from Homer’s skull? Homer had shoved it up his nose as a kid and that was what made him dumb?

A LOL moment. Thanks Brian.

things don’t matter. Being together does.

You can re sharpen the crayon, but it just not the same. Plus, the feel of the paper adds a little something to the experience. (Ok, I overthink things. A lot. )

And some of us get stuck in the nostril of life.

Could be worse…….. not sure how.

I don’t mind growing old, it’s getting stuck in someones’ nose that bothers me…

Ick.

Olive Green? Raw Umber?

Just think of the boogers stuck to it as, “The Sure Grip” line of crayons.

What? He boogered it?

What color is that crayon? It’ snot green.

Grandpa has to be in great shape to lie on the floor like that. Many his apparent age would need help in getting up.

Snot only turns green with an infection, as far as I know.