The Argyle Sweater by Scott Hilburn for December 07, 2020

Methinks trouble is afoot.

Well, it’ll soon be foot in mouth!!!

so, he was a leg man from childhood…?

Ouch. So, the acorn doesn’t fall far from the tree.

The fava beans and Chianti are under the tree.

It usually costs an arm and leg to fulfill his wishes.

Ewe! Hannibal the cannibal!

So were mom and dad not good, then?

That leg is not at all appetizing, the hair has to be shaved off!

His first human meal was his little sister, Mischa. This was not a choice, both he and his sister were take hostage by a group of men.

This occured during the second World War with Lithuanian looters who were occupying Lecter’s family home, a Castle where his father was the Count, in the book Hannibal Rising.

After several months of starvation, the leader of the group took little Mischa out back and killed her with an axe. Hannibal tried to fight off the attack and was knocked unconcious. Mischa fed the group for a few days, and when Hannibal was forced to eat some of it too.

Having rump roast for dinner?

I have those same pajamas!

If you’re good, you get rewarded. Now that’s quid pro quo!

And young Clarice is hot on his heels.

Sorry, no likes. Gruesome – but as always, very clever.

He lay asleep in his bed, while visions of sugared thumbs danced in his head.

Ick.

PFFT! Weak job by Santa. Everyone knows that arms taste much better than legs.

It’s great to see that they had uncle over for dinner . . . or breakfast.

Plot twist: It’s dad’s. Hence why Santa didn’t bother leaving anything for him.

The leg-bone connected to the knee-bone….

Today’s comic is IMHO gross. Be well my friends.

You don’t want to know who or what was in his Johnny cakes…

EWWWW EWWWWW EWWWWW ! But funny