The Argyle Sweater by Scott Hilburn for July 25, 2020

Run away!

“Smells like horse farts in here”

Ouch, the splinters!Got tweezers?

Wrong address? You tell me this after 3 hours?

Where’s the Realism? Where’s the Wooden Horse poop?

‘You were ’just kidding’? And you had the ball this entire time?!’

“You’re killing me Smalls!”

“Again with the negative waves, Moriarty?”

Who dropped all these Lincoln Logs® over here?

At least they remembered to get inside.

“For the last time, it wasn’t a ball. They took Helen! We launched a thousand ships and we’re not going to stop now.”

Well, it’s Greek to me, the language barrier.

They wouldn’t give it back.

Just use a drone! What do you think this is, ancient Troy!?

Who paid for that wall?

Goes well with the current story in “Doc Rat.”

It’s just like a man not asking directions…