Daddy's Home by Tony Rubino and Gary Markstein for February 24, 2016

How about “planning to play chess on them”?

I can complain, it doesn’t do any good and no one listens to me but I can complain with the best of ’em.

Tony and the growling BevI complain and complain, but nobody listens……..sigh

Mostly I complain about people complaining.

Complain? When I need to, I will! When I need to!….

I talk to the trees, but that don’t listen to me.

People pay me for my complaints.

Only one… too much month at the end of the money.

I could complain, but nobody listens

I’ve been complaining for a year now that TEMPLE SUD apparently likes to talk (comment) just to hear himself.

Complaining never gets you anywhere.

Me? Complain? Noooooooooooooooo…

I need a neighbor like Stan to keep me on my toes……but then I’d only complain about him. As for my pants – they are like the shrinking violet. I don’t gain weight

@Tony

I could complain but no one would listen.

@JPuzzleWhiz

Well, they’re my thin, gray pajama pants – you tell me. :-)

My pants are like my monthly budget; always shrinking.

The plaid pants are perfect when he starts his new job as a used car salesman. All he needs to complete the outfit is a vertical striped sport jacket…

@Tony

“Can you complain?”

Of course I “can”; but my Mommy said I “may” not…

What’s a good analogy for your pants?

Right now? I’m not wearing any, unless you mean the plaid lounge pajamas I have on…

Pants? What are these “pants” you speak of?

I can and do complain, yet nothing changes. Maybe I’m just not loud enough? .JP A good analogy for my pants is……they are smaller on the inside.