The Argyle Sweater by Scott Hilburn for January 14, 2024

Wow! Not even a little punk umbrella?

Curs Light’ ha ha…

OK, that made me laugh!

It was true love at first sight.

Eau la la!

Pupweiser, good one!

“Potty Humor”!

He’ll be dragging her home by the scruff of the neck

She’s looking for a toy boy, not for a toilet, boy!

What breed is he? A “Porcelain”,-eh?

Tell her the water in it came from his own private hydrant.

Eew!

Butt Lite’s not selling so good anymore.

That French poodle, Marie Antoilette likes the good stuff.

Later, they’ll be baying at the moon together.

It’s a nice thought, I suppose. But it seems to be a little (too) much.

A bowl of Pup-Lite I suppose!

Big Spender.

Ooh la la!

Thanks but no thanks.

….and she’s flushed with excitement!

Very well done!

She’d prefer the pint size.

Don’t drink it! The water is blue which means it has a “Ty-D- Bol” in it!

You can always tell a “classy” joint by the frosted “mugs” they serve it in! Porcelain perfection.

Kohler, the better!

American Standard Poodle.

Is it blue?

Salt on the rim?

Watch out! It’s a trap. The top is spring loaded and has a kick to it.

Mr. Peabody is feeling frisky tonight.

Sending over a Busch probably would have been a little too obvious.

He’s the life of the potty!

No thank you. A lady doesn’t drink from the can.