Whoops. I hate to break it to you, but you missed the Nationals, honey. They ended on Sunday night in Cleveland. And it's too bad, because they really could have used you, based on the Washington Post article I posted yesterday. All of this build up, and you missed the big game. Perhaps Vicky can draw on her vast network of professional contacts and get you a job at the local Dairy Queen.Today's Full Strip
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Well I never! A Mary Worth stroy drawing to a happy conclusion without anybody being killed, dumped by their partner, going to prison or succumbing to alcoholism?
I feel cheated.
Unless...could it be that Mary caused the car crash that killed Greg knowing that it would lead to years of festering resentment between Lynn and Frank until Mary could show up and meddle everything better? Playing the long game, Mrs Worth?
I hope Vicky can teach Lynn to style her blonde hair just like Vicky's and take her to shop at "Sixties Secretary" where she buys her boxy purple suits. Then she'll be all ready for the Nationals!
Weher was Vicky for the past 3 months anyway? I like her pizzazz!
Lynn: "Yeah I need all the help I can get... not your help Dad, just somebody else's help."
Mary is so very proud!
So the choreographer is going to be the trainer. Maybe Mary can become her coach. And Frank can be, well, good old dad. Please, please stop the insanity.
well, this is what happens when Mary sucks you into her time-warping vortex. Lynn thinks she still has a month to go before the Nationals, and does not realize that all time-space relationships become skewed in the Worth-averse. The storylines are proof of that!
What is the strange compulsion that forces me to read Moy's trash?I need help; I want help; I'm begging you. Can't someone please help me?
Having driven an unremoveable wedge between an only child and her only parent, Mary smugly rides off into the sunset. The end, yay!
Why do they all look like prunes?
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