The Argyle Sweater by Scott Hilburn for July 30, 2020

Watch your tongue!

Reminds me of a place around the corner that sells beds, or maybe salvation. Hard to tell from the window signs, and I’ve never been inside, since he doesn’t make either one sound very enticing. But he’s been in business longer than I’ve lived here, which is 33 years, so he must appeal to someone.

Have a piece of Shoo Fly Pie and call for some good cobbler!

And on Sundays wear cleats.

Different kind of soul. Brother!

Just give him the beat and soothe his sole.

At least he’ll get lost in your rockin’ role.

He is straight laced but has come undone.

Was he the sole shoe repair in town?

Anyone can be a pastor now.

In 1996 singer Jewel had a song called “Who Will Save Your Soul”.

I wonder if having strong religious beliefs is a requirement for being in the shoe repair business. This cartoon reminds me of a shoe repair shop here in town. Run by a very nice guy, who does excellent work, but religious sayings all around the place.

A fish out of water. Needs to find a new plaice.

Get some glue and HEAL thyself.

My father was a shoemaker. He knew how to deal with heels.

He needs to talk to uppers management.

My favorite cartoonist and always gives me a laugh. But if I’m allowed on serious comment a day: I wish everyone would take the cobbler’s advice and I think it would be a much better America!

According to that guy, l’m going to hell…

I’ve heard that the government makes vaccines to prevent people to become religious (also that if you dream about having sex with a demon you get diseases). Maybe that affects shoes also

A good cobbler is hard to find. Personally I like peach.

And no more stealing bases.

Is that the sole piece of advice that you’ve got?

Some pretty lacey comments today.

Save that shoe’s sole, or it will go to heel.

“Wella, Blessa my sole, what’s wrong with me…”

Sole food is so good, you don’t need tartar sauce

Even if you lose it, you’ll be the sole survivor.

… and call another shoemaker.