The Argyle Sweater by Scott Hilburn for May 28, 2020

Urine good hands with Allstate.

Will it be Paul or Babe doing the gushing?

Inspired by Gulliver in Liliput.

nobody liked to see paul’s fire hose come out…

Not effective on an electrical fire

Let’s just hope his hose is long enough to reach.

Glad I didn’t have a mouthful of coffee.

took me almost ten seconds but when I saw the ‘zip’ , I about lost my coffee, too

Paul should remove them from the room first.

One day, all this will be your’n.

I hope he doesn’t like asparagus!

They’ll be alive but really pissed.

Many years ago, a joke about a small town volunteer fire department was that it consisted of four guys and a case of beer…. that they drank on the way to the fire.

Better to be pissed off than…well.

Instead of a water tanker, he has a Coors delivery

He got the idea from Gulliver

Ever seen boy scouts put out a fire?

Don’t pee on my house and tell me it’s raining.

OMG!!! It took me a second or two=dang! Good one!

It’s a win-win situation, they get the fire put out and get a sunroof to boot.

Disgusting, Scott.

One of the last pictures of Paul’s time in the Canadian woods. He grew tired of being called a ‘hoser’, and moved to northern Wisconsin.

If you think this is original, you are illiterate.

At least he’s not going to stamp it out.

For a real-life story told by a real-life volunteer firefighter, you really should pick up a copy of Michael Perry’s delightful Population: 485 — Meeting Your Neighbors One Siren at a Time, about his service in New Auburn, Wisconsin.

https://www.amazon.com/Population-485-Meeting-Neighbors-Siren/dp/0061363502

Michael’s other books are good, too. Highly recommended.

Well, if he ripped the hole in the ceiling, the people will be toast before he can whiz on them, due to the airflow he created to feed the fire. Bad move, Paul.

Straight out of Swift’s Gulliver’s Travels.

Paul was a real Whiz at his job, and this could have been worse, he could have used the Mudslide method!

Face Palm****

UgggH! A terrible olfactory memory of my long ago boyhood camping days. Smells are supposed to trigger memories, not the other way around.

Timber? No. Just wood.

Who is his stand in, the Jolly Green Giant? Ho,Ho,Ho1

I don’t get it…he is unzipping the roof to get the inhabitants to safety? That doesn’t make much sense…:-)