The Argyle Sweater by Scott Hilburn for November 26, 2017

“We’re going to need a bigger ball”.

Hurry! There’s no time to spare!

A sad, savage creature, born, unnoticed, in some back alley…

his parents had no time to spare….

and soon they split, rolling away fast,

on the four lane highway, each in a different direction.

They left him alone, to to sleep in the gutter…

and beg, with an empty bowl….

and, unwanted, somehow grow into the terrible monster you see here.

Now he wants to even the score…

Wooden you?

PS to Rekam and Therapy Pets…

Gosh, thanks…. very kind.

And sorry to disappoint.

You see, I keep strange, very late hours, on already late California time…

The East Coast is mostly getting up when I’m commenting…. then I go to bed.

So, sometimes, like last night, I’m too tired to get to all my comics…

and sometimes I just draw a blank.

Like this “       ”.

Not so fast.

Wait until he’s in Brunswick Alley.

Then use the ole soft shoe and throw him a hook.

If you wait too long he’ll split and then who will you pin it on…?

Strike now, before it does any more damage!

oh, spare me…

His balls are way too small.

So far, it looks like the pin is mightier than the sword.

If that is New York, they need to get him to Ten Pin Alley.

Go for the juggler.

More puns in this comment section than in a book of Pearls Before Swine!

I only give him a 7-10 chance of succeeding

Only a pin-head would take so long under a win or lose crisis situation.

I thought he was your only hope. (Help me Obi-Wan Kenobi, you’re my only hope!)

“Crank the ball towards the farside."