The Argyle Sweater by Scott Hilburn for December 21, 2024

Boy, is he in a pick…. nevermind

“Come on sweetie, what is the big dill anyway?”

I guess he’s not her bread and butter anymore.

That’s a saucy tomato.

What a pickle to be in.

Biff the Vampire Diller!

Oh, oh. He’s been caught Gherkin off at work.

It’s not surprising he’s spending time with someone else. When he’s home with his wife, it no longer feels like they’re two peas in a pod.

She’s half soured on their relationship now.

Cuz I’m a Claussen?

I think he’s in a pickle.

He had lunch with cloves & fishes.

So many puns, so little time.

She knows he was at the bar getting pickled.

I haven’t a cue?

That’s what happens when garlic has a crush on him.

Must’ve been hanging with a polski ogurkgie

Boy, he’s in a pickle — I hope that doesn’t make him sour. You picked a fine brine to leave me Lucille.

He’s stepping out with his Best Maid.

Because he got pickled/

Besides the Doctor Pepper, I ordered a pizza with garlic and anchovies….