One day, I came to a bridge. As I began to cross it, I noticed my boat was rocking. How peculiar, I thought. I don't remember being in a boat. Suddenly, the train exploded down the line. "What train?" I asked out loud. "The metaphor train," Mrs. McGovern, my ninth grade English teacher answered from her grave. "Try as it might, it just can't seem to leave the station." But that's water under the bridge. Hey, we've come full circle!
Friday, October 3, 2008
Mary Worth 331
One day, I came to a bridge. As I began to cross it, I noticed my boat was rocking. How peculiar, I thought. I don't remember being in a boat. Suddenly, the train exploded down the line. "What train?" I asked out loud. "The metaphor train," Mrs. McGovern, my ninth grade English teacher answered from her grave. "Try as it might, it just can't seem to leave the station." But that's water under the bridge. Hey, we've come full circle!
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Today the wonderful people who produce Mary Worth have given us one of those delightful hidden picture puzzles.
Can you spot the acorn?
Yes, Toby, whatever will you do when Ian discovers that you have made no financial loss whatsoever(at this point I would like to have an interrobang but do not know how to insert one)
As birdie kindly points out, today is a double bonus day - a secret message and a hidden acorn! Good times, my friends, good times.
Ian will realise that there is no use in crying over spilt milk. After all, stupid is as stupid does.
ZAF
Toby is about to gouge Mary's eyes out for badgering her about Ian.
Hey, Toby, could you gouge my eyes out, too so I don't have to read this wearisome story anymore??
Dramatically speaking, wouldn't it have made a lot more sense for Ian to have come home and had an argument with Toby after which she went to Mary for advice in patching up and smoothing over?
The golden rule is to show the audience rather than rely on wordy exposition.
I demand action! Pompous, bloated chinbeard action.
Also, how freakin' huge is Toby's hand(insert interrobang)
If, that is, it is Toby's...
That is the hand of the Buddha inside Toby, reaching through her chest wall. To gouge Mary's eyes out.
Even the Buddha is getting testy with this story line.
boojum: Who'd 've ever thought that Toby [of all the charcters in this intrepid group] had studied the Four Noble Truths? Buddha wants Toby to embrace her karma--no eyes will be gouged in this story arc.
wanders: Doncha tink ya need ta add da "Funny Background People" label to this panel--or has the MW space-time continuum been shattered yet again with the appearance of 8-, 9-, 10-year-old Flashback Mary and her mysterious friend Cathy?
Toby and Mary, driven insane by the Evil Squirrels, coffins, running glaciers, and teenagers that infest the Santa Royale Forbidden Jungle of Fear, have now begun to repeat themselves...
Toby: I'm not sure if I should tell Ian about this.
Mary: You should tell Ian about this.
Toby: I'm not sure I should tell Ian about this.
Mary: You should tell Ian about this.
With any luck, this conversation should go on into the next century...
You, know, there may very well be a reason why Toby fears telling Ian.
What do you suppose Mary will say when Toby follows Mary's advice and Ian beats her senseless? Oops....I mean beats her to a pulp.
Put your hand down now, Toby. Your feeble Jedi mind tricks are no match for the power of the Meddling.
Something freakish is happening to Mary today. It looks like she's turning into a zombie or something. I hope Toby looks up in time.
Blonde girl on cell: I see her, its Toby all right. I can get her credit card number easily, just by watching her thought balloons...4645 6363...Canada here we come!
Sounds like a song...
"You better rock that boat
Now while there's still time,
Rock it now, so it won't
Blow up down the line."
Can't ya just hear it?
Hey, how about a MWandME Song Contest? Make up the best song from the strip?
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