looks like a big dill!
Sport of Gerbers.
Nothing unusual here. Just two Gherkins competing.
I’m half souring on this arc.
I thought that horse racing was the sport of kings.
Let’s get… PICKLED!
What were you thinking Katy?
I don’t relish seeing the end of this arc.
this one’s a dilly
I thought this was a Winter sport, yet it looks like Summer out the window.
No. It isn’t. Sort of pathetic really. Go get some mustard and a hotdog to go with that gherkin and then you’ll have something. …you know. Lunch?
Earl and Opal Pickles should sue Adam for unauthorized use of their name!
“Are you ready to Crumble?”
Our grocery load was way late last night so we had time to date check product on the shelves
I did the pickle set, no fencing
It WOULD be much better if done on horseback though…..
The last one to get pickle juice in the eye, wins.
It doesn’t look too kingly.
I think these guys are just gherkin her around. :)
Now, she did say gentlemen.
I swear I’ve heard that line in a much more adult setting.
Poor Katy (and being the bratty kid she usually is, I don’t typically have much sympathy for her). But her expression in panel four says it all: “My father and my brother are morons.”