The Argyle Sweater by Scott Hilburn for May 16, 2014

I wonder how well he sings….

at least it was not “beef stroganoff”

Aw, he’s probably going to give her a line of bull, anyway!

Not now… I’m aging.

It’s a high steaks standoff.

Wagyu.

Nope, that’s not a hammock – it’s a bullock.

That’s how he got in this situation.

Life is a lemon and I want my money back.

I bet he’s praying for the end of time to hurry up and arrive.

Let me sleep on itBaby, baby let me sleep on itLet me sleep on itAnd I’ll give you an answer in the morning.

“It was a hot bbq night and the beef was burn’in, there was sauce all over the steak”

You’re going to be an altered steak alright! You meat loaf!

A bull in a hammock? – That’s rare! well, medium-rare at the very least.

He’s just resting from his day at work, in the china shop.

If he’s nervous about it, does that make him Steak and Shake?

He fondly recalls when home was on the range.

Well, he was to have cleaned out the china shop yesterday. We all know how that turned out.

Honey, I’ll do anything for love but I won’t do that!

She may end up being Chuck Berry red.

This is tasteless