The Argyle Sweater by Scott Hilburn for June 07, 2018

A descendant of Ponce de Lay-on.

So he’s trying to convince them it’s not about which came first – the chicken or the egg – it’s about who (or what) should end up last, and he says it’s the egg!

You should have seen him when he was a wrinkly rooster.

He cracks me up.

Isn’t he egg-age rating

So I’m thinking…

which we all know I should avoid….

Presumably he’s claiming that he was a rooster and the cream reversed him back into an egg….. OK….

But….. if he keeps using it….

will he keep on reversing, and eventually turn back into a chicken?

Or…. if the egg state is as far back as he can go….

did we just solve the old riddle…

and prove that the egg comes first?

The sale went over easy.

I don’t get it – what’s the yolk. Once I get it I’m sure it will crack me up. Or maybe this is one of those jokes that only chicks can understand.

Oh, an egghead!

Truth is, nowhere in the nursery rhyme does it ever say that Humpty Dumpty was an egg.

Two things…

The nursery rhyme doesn’t say Humpty Dumpty is an egg….

probably for a very good reason….. and it’s not that he wasn’t an egg.

It’s that, in the form of the times in which it was written….

it’s most likely, according to scholars, a RIDDLE.

You’re supposed to guess, from the description, what Humpty might be…

and the answer, of course, is “an EGG.”

You can find lots of old riddles like it online… the problem is most of them don’t make sense to us today….

but Humpty Dumpty was popularised by Lewis Carroll, and remains familiar.

And second….

Mackey…. sorry… I somehow didn’t see your comment ahead of mine.

I think I had the page open for a long time and forgot to refresh before I posted.

I predict that he’s destined to have a great fall-off in sales.

He’s a master at the old shell game.

I bet this sale goes over easy. If it doesn’t, Humpty will be scrambling to find a new one.

I’m reminded of how coaches like to emphasize the need for dedication by pointing to a breakfast of ham and eggs: “Gentlemen, the chicken was involved, but the pig was committed!”

His presentation was “eggciting”

Go sit on a wall, eggboy.

You’d think chickens would know a rotten egg when they saw one.

The yolk’s on them!

Careful. He’s not all he’s cracked up to be.

Where can I get some?

You expect me to shell out for that stuff?

If sales fall off too badly they’ll just ask “Where did everybody go?” and then someone will say “Been there, done that.”

So the cream did what all the king’s horses and all the king’s men couldn’t do!