Cul de Sac by Richard Thompson for August 16, 2014

I like PB sandwiches; sometimes I add cream cheese or honey.

I appreciate hardcore picky, but that’s not really a “PB & J” sandwich, Petey….

I never would have made it to begin with. How’s that for picky?

If the bread is touching the jelly, does that count?

Having parents that grew up during the Depression, and growing up myself during WWII, I never had a chance to be picky; you never knew where your next meal was coming from. Shut up and eat.

My mom was a farm girl. I watched her clean chickens, even when we lived in a suburb of Pittsburgh. I ate pigs’ feet, cow brains, chicken lungs, feet and heads, fish heads, chitlin’s, and on and on. Guess I’d be pretty far down on the picky eaters’ list.

Maybe he can get by on just the white bread no crusts. Or a couple of carrot sticks.

Pretty much every day I’m reminded why I keep this strip on my list. Classic stuff

Sriricha mayonnaise would make that even better!