The Argyle Sweater by Scott Hilburn for September 01, 2020

That is how you dis robe.

But she can dream, can’t she? Neither of the other two can boast of her sartorial splendor, either!

She should have worn a Sari With A Fringe On Top!

But along with a towel it is a traditional garment for hitchhiking through the universe. Just ask Author Dent.

It’s a kimono with an obi. And I’m not sari I said that.

If she won’t apologize for pointing it out, she’s not sorry not sari.

That pun was terry-ble.

Sorry to rani on your parade…

Tina, aka: Sandy, learns the hard way that the Pink Ladies are not always kind to new girls.

And fuzzy slippers aren’t Indian, either.

Looks like a traditional pre-massage robe. She is about to hit the spa.

My wife told me that if I bought her one of those Indian outfits, I’d be sari.

What do peanut butter cups have to do with this?

“But I thought it was ‘Sorry, not Siri’. I was just getting ready for my Zoom meeting!”

Robe shaming is only slightly less worse than disrobed shaming.

Good one today.

I had a neighbor who’s name was Sari. We had fun with it.

Reminds me of that great “Road Picture” hit by Dorothy Lamour “Look What They’ve Done to my Sarong”. :)

She states that: “I WON’T apologize” but the caption says: “SORRY, not Sari”

Would that make it sa wrong to wear?