The Argyle Sweater by Scott Hilburn for September 21, 2010
September 20, 2010
September 22, 2010
Transcript:
Spider: My husband's body? I guess put the leftovers - Bug: Remains, ma'am. Spider: Yes, put the remains in a to-go box. Bug: Urn, ma'am. Spider: Yes, urn.
margueritem almost 14 years ago
He’s unfamiliar with Black Widows…
Coyoty Premium Member almost 14 years ago
First he takes her out, then he’s take-out.
MontanaLady almost 14 years ago
Would that be BBQ’ed, Mam?
lewisbower almost 14 years ago
Does this parlour provide plastic knives and forks?
cdward almost 14 years ago
The funeral next door is for Mrs. Praying Mantis. It’ll be closed coffin.
shar366 almost 14 years ago
Just like a black widow, love ‘em then eat ‘em.
GROG Premium Member almost 14 years ago
She’s not choked up about the loss. Hope she chokes on him.
lobkiller almost 14 years ago
“urn”, sure, ya, Oh what a tangled web we weave…
Digital Frog almost 14 years ago
LOL tcayer - Nice Monty Python reference
She’d done this before - her backyard is a regular Garden of Eaten…
osceola almost 14 years ago
And I’d like a word with the butcher. Coroner ma’am.
Iwa Iniki almost 14 years ago
After killing her mate, the black widow eats him.
corzak almost 14 years ago
Be sure to marinate … er, embalm, the body.
hellsloth almost 14 years ago
its his turn to get eaten
JP Steve Premium Member almost 14 years ago
He was a university graduate – he attended Eaten!