The Argyle Sweater by Scott Hilburn for February 27, 2014

D’oh….

Oh yeast!

i guess that son-of-a-bun got fresh one time too many… somebody finally popped ’im.

@Dogsniff -Yes, a female deer…

A few ingredients, and you’ll have a kick-ass gingerbread man.

I’m sorry for your loss, would you like us to bake him or fry him?

“He always wanted to be a pizza in the next life.”

He left his family a lot of bread, in his will.

Do you suppose heel rise from the dead?… or will they pillsBURY him?

Why a morgue? Why not a bakery?

His desire was to be cremated at 350 degrees for 20 minutes.

How sad! I don’t knead this.

I wonder if any family member kneads him…

Damn! Everybody is posting a bun.

Wasn’t he the porn star that committed suicide?

If they just leave him out of the cooler for a while, he’ll rise again.

He’s bread, Jim!

Dough, the stuff that pays for my beer; Ray, the guy who sells me beer; Me, the guys who drinks the beer; Far, the distance to my beer; So, I’ll have another beer; La, la la la la la beer! Tea? No thanks, I’m drinking beer; and that brings me back to (sees beer mug is empty) … D’Oh!!! ☺

Butter him up

make sure to cover up that crusty spot

The stiff kneaded to be ID’ed.

May he rest in pieces

Funny how it looks as if he’s just been popped out of an oven. Or about to be popped into it. That’s cold, I know.