The Argyle Sweater by Scott Hilburn for August 13, 2021

The good book there is choc full of good news

Where did your foil come from?

I am I said, to no one there. I am… I cried, I am… said I. And I am lost, and I can’t even say why. (Neil Diamond)

It actually all makes sentience….

(quietly Snickers)

Tell em’ to kiss off

Made in his own image.

Is he one of those new “Heresy Kiss Offs”?

An offshoot of the Brachians.

he’s certainly not sugar coating his views…

Run a search on “theobromine”.

Ha! There’s some who believe this same concept.

Never took much styling effort to create those things. But getting the aluminum off after tearing the flimsy paper is a marvel of corporate-consumer mutual disdain.

Kinda looks like TP coming out of their tops. are they secretly that brown emoticon inside their foil?

If he ate enough of the profits, the chef was very visible.

Foiled again.

Visited Hershey PA as a kid. All I remember is that the town had a wonderful chocolate smell, and the street lights were silver Hershey kisses.

If we weren’t created by a ‘cosmic chef’, how were we created? We went from ‘nothingness’ to ‘somethingness’ by some miracle?

It’s a machine! You fell out of the machine!

Of course not- there was a big explosion in a cocoa tree grove and we just came together by acccident.

Aw, who needs a Hug?

Heretic! Turn him into fondue.

A college buddy of mine told me a story about an interesting experience his family had with doorstep evangelizers. His dad was out mowing the lawn one day when a pair of Jehovah’s Witnesses stopped by and wanted to give him their spiel. He said he was busy at the moment, but maybe it was something the whole family would like to hear, so could they come by again Thursday evening at 7 PM? They said they would.

The following day my friend’s mom was headed out the door to go grocery shopping when a pair of Mormon missionaries were walking up, also wanting to make their pitch. But she said she couldn’t right now, could they come back, oh, say, Thursday night at 7? Of course they could.

So the appointed hour arrived, and so did the two pairs of crusaders, and there was some laffing and sorting and explaining, and eventually it was decided that the two teams would take turns giving their spiels. So the first pair would say something, and then some family member would turn to the other team and say “What do you think of that?”, and the answer would be some painfully polite version of “No, they’re full of shit.”, and this apparently went on for several hours.

My buddy said it was the best night’s free entertainment they ever had.

Semi-sweet chocolate chips are good in cheesecake. Top with cherries. And you have a chocolate chip cherry cheesecake. Works well with self-setting cheesecake mix. I haven’t tried a baked cheesecake mix.

Jehovah’s Witkisses?

Perfect

8/10

Jehovah’s kisses.

Oooh! Careful now…

Have you not heard of the Heavenly Hash?