The Argyle Sweater by Scott Hilburn for April 28, 2014

Hotcha!!!

Bartender, I’ll have another slug!

See how slowly she wraps around the pole!

Just don’t buy her a margarita with a salted rim…

And to think she was in those slow classes….

I never thought she’d turn out to be a fast woman!

Trilobyte …. Better not give her any beer, either …

She’s a real slug.

By the time she gets by to give you a lap dance, you’re asleep.

I am waiting for the French dancer, Escargot !

The same person who smeared it with butter

That’s not a dancing pole, it’s a gas line.It’s hard, thankless work to establish the context for a gas trope. Odd, isn’t it?

Like the turtle neck on the one snail.

Fast times at the Garden Bar.

That’s a great comment :)

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Leave your salt with security.