The Argyle Sweater by Scott Hilburn for May 04, 2012

At least someone finds some good in it.

Oily to bed and oily to rise…

Now that’s a face that could stop a plane!

One way ticket? I suppose that after he just abandons everyone in his life, he won’t have the heart to return.

Nice travel agent. Now boarding Flying Monkey Airlines flight 120.

“We have a seat on broom 635 leaving in 45 minutes.”

The tar sands would be the beach of his dreams.

Look like they fly to Emerald City, Kansas and someplace starting with ‘Munch’ too; Munchkin Land perhaps?

He’s going to visit his friend Derrick.

One slick dude….!

Crude joke.

Let’s hope she has a heart.

He’d better be careful. That oil is slick!

You may remember when I did this cartoon for go comics awhile back under REYNOLDS UNWRAPPEDHere it is..http://www.cartoonstock.com/directory/l/lubricates.asp

Obviously a non-drinking (water) flight.

@Margueritem – yeah, it raised everyone else’s BP…

He’s going to learn two lessons. One is that Flying Monkey Airlines is staffed by – well – monkey. When they start flinging stuff at the passengers, you have to take a chance and try to catch some, hoping that this time it’s really the in-flight snacks. The other lesson is that, if rust is a problem for you, a salt water seashore is NOT a good destination.

Will BP finally add TX to it’s Gulf Coast ads, along with LA, AL, MS, & FL.

How’s he going to make it through the metal-detector?

The last time I was in Galveston, the beach had tarballs from a blowout off Yucatan – and jellyfish too. Still, I may have been the first to surf the Atlantic in a standard kayak.

No, did they stop serving bananas on the flight?

OK. How are they going to do a pat-down without touching his junk?

he shoulda booked a trip on Spirit Air to La Brea Tarpits. No sand, no heart in the city and plenty of bones to pick if there are any problems. Si Habla Espanol. Oh, and no refunds.

A heart of oil.

Oyl ve! We are being pun-nished!

Good luck with the metal detectors.