The Argyle Sweater by Scott Hilburn for May 23, 2018

Please don’t tell us how he makes them.

Sweet cheeks…

Ummm… I think I know the secret to how he keeps them so warm all the time.

Urrrp…I think i just lost my appetite!

Please tell me that they were always brown.

That’s quite a case of ringworm. Hope he washed his hands before making the pastries.

He’s on a roll.

Does doughboy really think the guy will take a bite out of his ass while he’s holding that knife?

Don’t ask for those….

The bakery’s been getting a little behind in their orders.

I’ve never seen anyone so anxious for buns of cinnamon.

“Butt of course.”

Rolls looking a little cheeky today…

But are they comfortable?

Seems like a half-baked idea. (And if you only eat one bun, it’ll be a half-assed idea as well.)

Looks like he might cut a fart.

I think I’ll have mine WITHOUT raisins.

Cinnamon buns of steel.

Glad I didn’t ask for a bear claw…

Poopin’ fresh?

Don’t forget to poke his tummy!

It seems like the red-headed kid is the only one that knows where those buns will be coming from.

Anybody for a nice piece of….

IIIIIIIIII think I’ll pass.

I’d stay away from his brownies.

Did anyone else mistake that knife for something else?

… with chocolate on the side.

He’s holding an unbutter knife.

I may never eat another cinnamon bun again.

Bite me!

Is that a Lady Finger or are you just happy to see me?

Ooops, he left home without his frosting.

hat’s a wicked looking knife! Please don’t tell me this is the beginning of the heinous Pillsbury Dough Boy massacre?