The Argyle Sweater by Scott Hilburn for August 22, 2024

there will bean-o trouble making this sale

You’ve ‘Bean’ at this too long, Hillburn.

Sorry, but no credit. We only take cashew.

Shouldn’t the salesman have a mask on?!

He’s “bean” there and back!

Such a human bean lives a Mung us? Even … sprouting up all over?

On the car radio, Johnny Cash is singing “I’ve Bean Everywhere, Man”.

79 Pinto ! Refried beans coming up

Zero to 60 in 12 flatus…..

He makes the horn go toot-toot!

Pinto, huh? If a shopping cart taps the bumper, the combination of gasoline and methane should make for an impressive fireball.

How long has he bean a driver?

Lima guess, he got the sale!

I’m chuckling at the thought of the fun Mr. Hilburn must have had coming up with all that.

Room in the backseat for a few kidneys

Pinto was not one of Detroit’s better projects. But then again it was in the era of those American Motor cars…the Gremlin.

:-O

Named after the horse, but performed like the bean.

All set to go. Let ‘er rip!

Just don’t get rear-ended.

A carbanzo driving around in his hummus-er

Turn up the AC, I like it Chili.

Look at all that leg room?

The customer thinks he’ll be getting the car for peanuts, but the salesman is just stringing the bean along.

No need for gasoline, legumes soak up nitrogen from thunder storms.

I am offarted by all of these fend jokes.

Toot Toot! Nice horn. Oh, that wasn’t the horn…

He can save some serious money at the pump.

At least it wasn’t a ’74 Pinto. Then the gas would be even more explosive.

Where has this bean all my life??

Cars don’t fart! Not anymore.

Jet propelled.