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1. about 1 month ago on Luann

   Reminds me of the time my wife’s grandfather was trying to put a jigsaw puzzle together and was stuck trying to find one piece. He swore the piece was missing, and he and his wife tore the living room apart looking for it. He wouldn’t go any further until he found that piece. My wife and I walked in and, after her grandparents described the problem, I looked at the board, found the piece and put it in the puzzle. I thought he was going to shoot me.

2. 2 months ago on Calvin and Hobbes

   And a 1/4-pounder hamburger is larger than a 1/3-pounder because 4 is bigger than 3…

3. 3 months ago on Peanuts Begins

   Reminds me of our daughter as a toddler. For some reason, she called a spoon a ‘foop’. On one visit to my parents, my father decided to get her to say “spoon”. They sat at the dinner table, where my father told Kathy to say “sp”. Kathy complied; they repeated that about 10 times. Then my father had her say “oon”, and they repeated that about 10 times. At last, my father had her say “spoon”, which she did, again repeating that about 10 times. He then held up a spoon and asked her what it was. Her response? “Foop” He gave up.

4. 6 months ago on One Big Happy

   When she was about 3 or 4, our daughter called a spoon a ‘foop’. No idea where that came from, but my father tried to get her to say ‘spoon’ by constantly having her repeat the sounds ‘sp’ and ‘oon’. When he showed her a spoon, and asked her what it was, she said ‘a foop’. He gave up.

5. 6 months ago on Shoe

   I remember one case in Army basic training where someone’s athletic supporter was accidentally starched…

6. 7 months ago on Pearls Before Swine

   Hey! I’m 77 and I resemble that alligator!

7. 7 months ago on Pickles

   My father pulled that stunt once, remembering he had to shave, after he kept pestering my mother about whether she was ready. He only pulled that ONCE…

8. 9 months ago on Get Fuzzy

   We had a German shepherd that LOVED graham crackers. He would pester us, and even go to the place where they were kept as a hint, if we didn’t give him some every night.

9. 9 months ago on Pickles

   Reminds me of the time we convinced our granddaughter that the tomato in her food – she didn’t like tomato – was really pimiento. She ate it and liked it.

10. 10 months ago on Pearls Before Swine

    So true. Try to find a contact phone number for Facebook. Ain’t there.