Herman by Jim Unger for June 04, 2022

One time I weighed 101 pounds.

Them’s fighting words in most marriages .

It’s not allowed to mess with someone beyond your own “catchweight” …oh, weight, uum, wait…

Sounds about right

And I don’t know half of you half as well as I would like.

And yet he sleeps with all of her, assuming there’s a bed that will hold them.

Judging by the picture, he’s not married to even half of her!

Both my wife and I are over 6 feet tall. When we first met, we were a combined 270 pounds.

Each of us has put on another half person in the past 60 years.

Oh yeah? I could say the same for you, Mr. Whale!

Other than her teeth, she’s not the same at all anymore.

Good thing you have that pot. Handy for self-defense.

“Yeah, well you’re not half the man you used to be”

It looks like he is the cook so he’s part to blame.

My wife has lost 30 pounds since I married her. But, then, I AM the cook.

Ouch!

What is that supposed to mean?

The key words are….one time?

Four times more to love.

Sorry no refunds.

Yow! From 100 to 400 lbs?! Time to bale, Herman. Past time, in fact.

One thing sure, she can no longer claim to be your better half.

that’s cruel!

“True, but that one quarter is still here.”

Yesterday. She was half the woman she used to be!

The pot calling the kettle black.

me too, in like 4th grade, now one of my legs weighs more than that…..

There’s a math word problem for fifth graders.