The Argyle Sweater by Scott Hilburn for March 27, 2023

…and the doctor ends up with egg on his face.

I told him this great yolk and he cracked up

nice to see he has finally come out of his shell!

Chiropractic & Stables on Window? That must be where all the kings horses are.

I wonder if acupuncture would have been better?

He wanted to go over easy.

“What a waste, with the price of eggs being so high. Well, scrape him up and cook-’em, Danno.”

The horses didn’t do any better. But all the king’s chefs were able to salvage something from this debacle.

He’s going to have to scramble for an explanation.

Jeeze, what a mess. You makin’ omlettes?

Should have put him on the table sunny-side up.

Happy ending?

The “Yolks” on him!

I think the police will easily “crack” that case!

I always knew crack kills!

All the King’s horses and all the King’s men…

With Officer Al Bumen on the scene, this case should be over easy.

He cracked under the pressure!

He just fell apart.

Chiroprac(tic) and STABLES? Interesting combination.

Dangerous quackery!

I went to a chiroquacker once when I was 16; I hurt worse after than before, and he spent the whole time telling me that I was going to burn in hellfire eternal if I didn’t take the Aries patch off the back pocket of my jeans.

Fast forward 50 years; I decided last fall to give it another chance. My 3rd “adjustment” was Oct 3; I have been in extreme pain every day since.

Ought to be outlawed.

Comments about Humpty was never mentioned as an egg in the poem coming in 3-2-1…

Murderer!!!

“There was a crack but that’s not unusual. I never thought to ask him if he had a spine.”

Ya gotta be hard boiled before you visit one of them. And that’s no yolk.

You trying to play a shell game Doc?

Then his back cracked.

I did my job, I brought my patient out of their shell and left them sunny side up

after that visit mr dumpty was but a shell of his former self…