The Argyle Sweater by Scott Hilburn for August 05, 2022

A marsupicide – quite rare.

Goodbye world. I’m ending it all.

I just lost my winning lotto ticket, so I have no reason to live.

Wait a sec. I didn’t check my pocket.

don’t worry, you will bounce back!

In the end, it was an involuntary tail spasm that did him in.

Ill-ledgedly the market crash spawned despair. However, some still had pocket change and came bouncing right back.

Rooth, having lost her Pal Joey, could Not See Clearly then. She had a Pocket Full of Woe instead of Sunshine. She was feverish. It Might As Well Be to Spring off the ledge. It was One O’Clock and she would Jump! Don’t listen to the Madd(en)ing Crowd!

Readers :“Don’t jump to conclusions”!

Maxwell…

Hop to it, mate!

The vultures are having kangaroo burgers for dinner tonight.

That tail is truly up against the wall

“Well, might as well jump!” Mr Roth please!?

Many years ago when I was in Tech School at Keesler, AFB we had to march in formation to and from school.  One day when we were marching by the big water tower there were some workers up high.  We all started yelling “JUMP.”  Ah, Youth is wasted on the young in more ways than one!

Yell, “Save your baby.”

Tie me kangaroo down.

Comic would’ve been 200% funnier if kangaroo said nothing.

I don’t come down to your work and slap the joey out of your pouch.