The Argyle Sweater by Scott Hilburn for November 03, 2017

What are you gonna do?

Some geyser like that.

Quite ample. Her cups runneth over!

Is there such a thing as a thermal bra?

He went to the source – the aquiferian siren.

Old Filthy

Baby, you know I don’t erupt for anyone but you. You know you’re my little fumarole. That thing with the fire hydrant meant nothing.

First it’s geysers, then it’s mud pots! What’s next? Caldera??

Old; the keyword to why it’s Yellowstone.

The Little Mermaid has sure grown up!

The old geezer seems to be getting along pretty well by himself.

She gets steamed up every 20 minutes and I just holler, “Cool your jets.”

Whoa, don’t blow yer top!

Hot water? There’s no limit to what male artists will add jugs to.

Whoever it is, she must be hot!