The Argyle Sweater by Scott Hilburn for December 18, 2018

As someone who loves onion rings I’d be okay with this :-)

As someone who has enough room for all the poultry she’ll be collecting, I expect 5 golden rings from the mall food court would be acceptable to her.

Hope she wasn’t expecting anything expensive and permanent.

“Five…curly fries…”

Next day 6 geese a laying out Rolaids!

She’s already eaten a partridge in a pear brie.

What! No dipping sauce???

Sing it: 5 onion rings…..

She’s going to call four birds to peck him to death for this one.

Fried calamari rings…ew.

Fiiive golden-brown-and-delicous riiiiings….

The calling birds turned out to be telemarketers.

The Olympic Rings have taken a Tern for the worse ;)

Put some onion grease in his hair. It might be an improvement.

Well, at least it’s not more birds…

“Fried . . . gol – den . . . rings . . .”

Stolen from Benny Grunch and the Bunch.