The Argyle Sweater by Scott Hilburn for July 16, 2016

Actually, not a bad idea for an amusement park. You just sit there and everything spins around you.

“Forget coming back. Let’s blow this joint.”

The sign holder is a good likeness of Fat Freddy from the Fabulous Furry Freak Brothers.

It doesn’t move, but there is an array of colored lights, arranged so that when they are momentarily lit in the proper sequence, it seems as if the whole world whirls, swoops and does barrel rolls.

Looks like a good recipe, but not to nickel and dime it to death, it’s missing one ingredient.

Duuuuuuude

Wow! far out, man! That’s really groovy. Wait, what are we talking about?

Sounds like last Sunday night at the Santa Cruz Boardwalk, rode the Big Dipper (antique wooden coaster) there.

Enough with the recipes. I got the munchies!

Right on…

“Last Roller Coaster with Mary Jane”

Go hang out at Starbuds or Planet Hollyweed.

(…and reminded me of this one)

How many sons does it take to change the light bulb of a Jewish mother?

None “Don’t worry about me – I’ll just sit here in the dark”. (ps I AM Jewish) "

D’you pay for your ticket in LSD?

An afterthought…. as opposed to a beforethought….“It’s always 4:20 somewhere”

I think they all are. (Laugh-in)

I recognize that place, it’s “Six Nugs Over Colorado.”