The Argyle Sweater by Scott Hilburn for June 18, 2021

“I left my hearts in San Francisco”

How embarrassing, getting a heart on your date!

She’s literally throwing herself at him!

Too soon my little buttercup. I still have a couple more to come.

Allergies bad this year!

If she were the 10 of spades, he’d be more in danger! (Oh, wait… Are the suits now gender divided? Or gender divisive?)

Hearts are wild!

What a card!

Coughing her heart up?

Well, she’s no ten now!

She’s lost her hearts, in San Francisco….hope they’re not broken….

A heart on in spades?

“All Good Buddies, 10-4, any Smokey Bears out there”

As juveniles, we would intentionally mispronounce the name of our teacher Mr. Harden.

Now they can have that heart to heart talk.

Time to dis-card that date.

♪ Playing with the queen of hearts, Knowing it ain’t really smart, The joker ain’t the only fool, Who’ll do anything for you ♪

Not playing with a full deck.

♪♫ No matter how good they look at first

There’s flaws in all of them

That’s why on a scale of ten to one, friend

There ain’t no ten… ♪♫

Oh, That The Point Of Cupid’s Arrows…….

I will “club” you if you do that again!

For a moment, I thought they were cell phones!

All hearts on deck.

“She started as a 10, but one false move brought her down to a 3. Would not date again.”

Bless your hearts(s).

Chose your meaning wisely.

That was more like a heart attack

He wasn’t at all bothered by the sneezing of the hearts, he thought it kinda cute. It was the big booger that landed on his cheek.

My OCD thanks you for using the right number of hearts scattered about!

SOMEBODY was a Mad Magazine fan back in the day!!!