The Argyle Sweater by Scott Hilburn for November 05, 2024

someone in the back got goosed!

How can a gosling grow up to be anything but a goose?

Love the details in the drawing. The eggs, the dancers, the “DOS EGGIES” sign, etc. It really sets the scene.

Duck

Now do The Bird Dance!

Chicken wire isn’t gonna protect the guitarist

A good place to get down…

A clever take on an old country song! Good one!

In 1978, Waylon & Willie went to #1 on the country charts with “Mammas Don’t Let Your Babies Grow Up to Be Cowboys”. In 1996 – 18 years later – Paula Cole charted with “Where Have All the Cowboys Gone?”. Apparently the mammas heeded the advice.

Their wives are going to notice the missing eggs….and there’ll be some fowl language when they get home. She’ll be standing there in her faded flannel gown. (Raindrops on the windshield….. )

Eggscellent!

Not a bad parody lyric! Not bad at all!

And when one of them throws an egg at you, the first thing you say is:

DUCK!

Very clever.

Dos Eggies….hilarious!

Dos Eggies!! hahahahaha

Willie Gooslin!

One of ’em is hurdling an egg. Goog stuff.

The chicken wire reminds me of the Good Old (Blues Brothers) Boys

Hope there’s sawdust on the floor.

Why are they throwing children at the stage?

“The Blues Brothers” :-DLove that movie :-)

Geese don’t drive trucks!

There’s no peanut shells on the floor.

Geese really know how to put the honk in honk-y tonk!

Tomorrow night’s guest singer is Drake.

I don’t always eat eggs, but when I do, I have Dos Eggies (because Tres Eggies is just too much)

Geese, mainly Canadian Geese, are everywhere one looks where I live. Thanks to all the water retention ponds that most places have to include when building, our city is becoming a goose paradise. Watch out where you step, too!

Love the chicken wire around the stage. I’m sure the singer loves it too since some people have already " commented on his singing " with other eggs clinging to the wire and not on him.

I think I was at the honk tonk one night when I was honk tonk hopping. The memory is fuzzy.

I didn’t have any Dos Eggies but my friends did.

If you don’t like the music, perhaps you should attend a poultry slam instead.

That guitarist up on stage might be winging it.

Talk about infinite alternate realities!

Looks like the Double Deuce in Road House.

this would actually make a great parody song… lol!

FRUNK AS DUCK!

The audience is going to get down.

Where goslings approaching maturity go to get laid (again).

This is Murder Most Foul of crows.

They’re honking outta their little minds.

Just another h0nky bar.

Yikes! Such fowl language!

Works if you repeat the top line after the verse lines.