Rubes by Leigh Rubin for September 20, 2016

At least I was told he was there. I don’t really know anything about him.

I tried belting him into the passenger seat, but the stench was unbearable.

Loose lips sink . . . sink . . . nah, I got nuthin.

Lippin’ off to the coppers is never a good idea.

Riding in the trunk. He gets a ticket, too.

Poor guy snould have watched this first: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LH1ljE8mevI