Rubes by Leigh Rubin for March 21, 2024

What a coincidence, the market is running low on bacon and ham.

His tail looks off kilter.

Piggy’s pants are wearing glasses.

Time to “Pig Out!”

Next thing you know, a candlestick is going to jump over Jack.

Back in the 60s free delivery was always an option at the supermarket where I worked.

Our local butcher and general store never used to charge for home delivery.

911. their was a pig living next door but i haven’t seen him since the butcher delivered his food. they found him the next day shredded into lil strips

Soooo, where’s the other piggies? And have you seen the big bad wolf, roaming the neighborhood?

What’s that I smell? bacon?

Piggy’s cargo shorts with a hole for his tail to protrude—hilarious!

After a large Mountain Dew, the driver had to “wee wee wee” all the way home.

Now he can have roast beef.

In the original poem, did you think the little piggy was going to market to do some shopping? Because that’s not what was happening.

I thought maybe it was nursery rhymes dyslexic…

Mmm pork and beans? Ham and cheese? Oh sorry dude