The Argyle Sweater by Scott Hilburn for September 26, 2021

He’s had a cushy life.

The memories get even worse, after he finds his Dad’s Playboys.

Brings new meaning to the expression, “Pillow Talk”

Soooo. That’s what they mean by pillow talk. I’ve led such a sheltered life.

No broomsticks?

And the pillow fights ….!

“And then there was the time when Baby Bear found Goldilocks, got undressed, and they started…I don’t want to talk about it.” (hat tip to Sergio Aragones)

Pressed, and re-pressed.

“let’s talk about drool for a moment…”

Shouldn’t the bed be on a couch?

My recently deceased wife and I purchased a memory foam mattress years ago and they don’t allow you to “bounce”, the worst “bed” we ever had for sex. Didn’t stop our trying though.

Like the bedroom eyes.

It started when they put the chux pads on me.

And then there was that night when the little boy had drank too much lemonade before going to bed…

At least the pillow didn’t have to be in some kinky adult’s bedroom. Imagine what THOSE memories would be like!

Oh great, now I have Celine Dion stuck in my head!

At least they weren’t bed wetters.

So the pillow is considered part of the bed. What must it be like having a detached head?

Similarly to George Costanza’s fear of not carrying a pen which may puncturing his scrotum, I do not use foam pillows for fear of suffocation.

Yet another strange and wonderful comic. Thanks, Scott.

They jumped on me like this,

And they stomped me like that.

It was so long ago but it’s all coming back to me . . .