Gary perfects the art of counter-dining elbow room.
It pays to advertise.
When somebody sits down to my left, I tell them I’m lefthanded and we’ll be bumping arms.
All that’s missing is small print underneath that reads, “And I don’t wash my hands.”
It sure beats my strategy of too much cheap cologne.
Oh, I love Wiley’s sketchy drawings….I check out all the little details..The hamburger under the heat lamp, The orders hanging on the wheel….the napkin holders…And the faces of all the other people…I love the people lower left
I could use one of those T-shirts.
the fine print:“But what can’t get up, can’t get out.”
Has the Donald checked his yet? I don’t think so. :)
Brilliant ! Where can I get one of those shirts ?
Was going comment about eating ‘on da fly’. But maybe I had better not; oops, already done did.
We’re fortunate Gary is tucked in on his backside…. or things could be much worse!
I find having a lively debate (out load) with yourself also assures an ample amount of personal space.
“Deodorants are the devil’s work!”
.. or .. Honey Dippers R Us …
Wow a record ,2 days in a row with out 1 political troll !
It sort reminds me of the old joke about the hillbilly family settin’ down to dinner one night.Pa looks over at Ma and asks, “Ma, how old do you reckon Bubba is now?” Ma thinks for a second and says, “Around about 15, if’n I recollect right, Pa.”Pa contemplates that for a minute and says,“I rekonned it was somewhere’s around that. So, Ma, don’t you think it’s about time he started wearing Pants to the dinner table. When he reached across for the biscuits a minute ago, did you see what he drug through the gravy?”
Well done Wiley Miller.
February 16, 2022