Shoe by Gary Brookins and Susie MacNelly for April 21, 2020

No kidding!

Your scale doesn’t!

It’s as easy as pie…..and ice cream.

I mute my scale!

As Will Rogers put it, ‘stupidity got us into this mess, but I don’t think it’ll get us out of it.’

Gaining confidence?

No pain no gain.

Going broke is almost as easy.

The scale says you weigh a hundred and plenty.

Maybe you wouldn’t weigh so much if you didn’t wear plaid. Try wearing vertical stripes. . .

I padlocked the refrigerator.

For a couple of years I had a talking scale that allowed you to set your target weight, and when you got on it spoke your weight, then “X above target weight of (number)” or “at or below your target weight” to help you remember whether you like it or not. It disappeared for some reason. Seeing the cartoon today I went to Amazon to see if it was still available— and never made it below the fourth listing, a talking scale good for 700 pounds. I feel I can remain without a scale.

And this, albeit necessary, quarantine lockdown isn’t helping.

If he doesn’t wear pants during the day, why does he wear pajama bottoms at night?

Here here!

As the Beatles sang, “Boy you’re gonna carry that weightCarry that weight for a long time.”