The Argyle Sweater by Scott Hilburn for January 18, 2023

She’s getting herself a cracker.

He said she was a pretty girl, pretty girl, squawk!

Polly want some peace and quiet?

So, clean the garage, Jeff, ya twit.

Yeah, the garage floor is covered with bird seed!!!

Dust the bookshelves and knick knacks! Dust the bookshelves and knick knacks! Dust the bookshelves and knick knacks! There! Back at you! And I might actually use those things in the garage some time!

Jeff used to be the blue bird of happiness, then he married Irene.

Suddenly, her former life among pirates didn’t seem so bad — at least the p—p decks were periodically washed clean. On the other wing, the bell tower parking garage was a disgrace!

Then clean the garage, Jeff!

Polly wants to “Crack-her”!

From the look of that waist line I bet Polly wants a cracker comes up a lot

But why do they have a garage to begin with?

It quickly became a-parrot that these two were not meant to mate for life.

Blue Jay Way

Every spouse is like this

Jeff needs to get off his tail feathers and clean that garage or he’ll never hear the end of it‼️‼️‼️☺️

Irene doesn’t even know what she’s saying. She’s just parroting what someone else said.

Parrot is a bit oversized for that kitchen…I’m just saying.

This keeps up, he’ll fly the coop.

Irene picked their wedding song to reflect the wedding vows..ABBA’s “I Do, I Do, I Do, I Do, I Do”.

Only one thing to say – Good Night Irene!

In his defense, he thought she was a Norwegian Blue…

Time for a macaws divorce.

Now he’s her pigeon!

Somebody is on the verge of cracking up, but then again, everybody knows Polly wants a cracker.

she’s about to drive him outta his mynah…