I feel like Karen Moy has heard about irony, but doesn't really understand the concept. When Scott was saying early in this story things like, "We have our whole lives together," and "I finally have something to live for," then IRONY would be Scott dying from the gunshots that riddled his body and left his arm in a sling for two weeks and made his leg a little numb. Death was ironic. Doing the dishes after Thanksgiving dinner and talking about how much you love Scott and how you'll always be there for him no matter how much face touching his recovery requires is not ironic; it's expected.
If you want to keep us on our toes, Karen Moy, have Mary suddenly sprout a third arm from the middle of her chest to help her reach the high shelves. Wait a minute. Whoa. This strip is full of surprises after all.
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