And I know a fashion counselor whom Bonnie and Ernie can talk to. Er... with whom they may speak.
If you're like me, you thought of one person when you heard the word "counselor." Terry Bryson. Ensign Terry Bryson. It's funny how time dulls the senses. When the image of Terry Bryson popped into my brain, I was actually kind of excited. I had to pause and think, wait, Terry Bryson was without a doubt, the most painfully pedantic character ever to cross the threshold of the Charterstone Condominium Complex.
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I think the fashion counselor might be the more urgent call. Anyone who would have trouble parting with that shirt in the foreground needs serious help.
Does anyone know a plastic surgery counselor? Mary's left eye is starting to slide down her face.
Does anyone know a linguistic counselor? Mary and B?BJ? need to learn some more natural styles of elocution.
I know of a stylish woman whom Bonnie can give that green botanical shirt to.
Why is Mary holding that price tag in her hand? Is she planning to BUY the jacket from Bonnie? Or is she just being a snoop?
I think Bonnie doesn't look too thrilled at the prospect of a visit from Ensign Terry Bryson!
I'll suggest that to my husband when I "call" him ... bwa-ha-ha-ha-ha! Has B?BJ? suddenly turned to the dark side? Her sideways glance says it all.
It's true! Mary sees something on that price tag... something incriminating. Bonnie, keeping her voice calm, reaches into that pink box for her weapon.
@Brick
Is your "stylish woman" also a huge pothead? Because that shirt would be perfect. (Yeah, I know it's the wrong number of leaves, but if you smoke enough you'd neither notice nor care.)
Ring my friend I said you`d call Dr. Robert,
Day or night he`ll be there anytime at all Dr. Robert.
Dr. Robert, your a new and better man,
He helps you to understand,
He does everything he can, Dr. Robert.
If your down he`ll pick you up Dr. Robert,
Take a drink from his special cup Dr. Robert
Dr. Robert, he`s a man you must believe,
Helping everyone in need,
No one can succeed like Dr. Robert
Well, well, well your feeling fine,
Well, well, well, he`ll make you Dr. Robert
My friend works for the national health Dr. Robert,
Don`t take money to see yourself with Dr. Robert
Dr. Robert, your a new and better man,
He helps you to understand,
He does everything he can Dr. Robert
Well, well, well, your feeling fine,
Well, well, well, he`ll make you Dr. Robert
Ring my friend I said you`d call Dr. Robert (2x)
Dr. Robert!
I wish Mary had said:
"There's someone at Mountview I think you should talk to, Bonnie. His name is Hospital HiFi."
Vicki, Mary's looking at the price tag of that green blouse and thinking, "Damn, she paid THIS MUCH for this monstrosity? She might be beyond Ensign Bryson's help."
Dear Ms. Moy. Who cares?
@ Robert: Ah, that explains why now Bonnie? suddenly needs to talk to the "nice" doctor, Dr. Roberts. (Unless Dr. Roberts is also the "credit counselor", one and the same).
But we musn't confuse Dr. Roberts, who is a good man, with Dr. Good, who is also a "nice" man and who works at Mountview.
I once went to a dermatologist named "Dr. Roberts". He didn't have a nice personality, though. He was rather arrogant, in fact. I hope it's not the same guy!
Bonnie has decided to go see Dr. Roberts at the hospital, but that's not why she's glowing. She's glowing because she just realized that...
... she'll need something to wear, of course!
Well, on the plus side, this story is still going. So we have that to be thankful for!
It started around March 22nd, and each story is about three months long. Sadly, only 38 more strips to go.
38 more strips about boxes. 38 more strips about need ... and want. And wanting to need, and needing to want, but not wanting to want to need. Or to needlessly need wants.
38 more strips about doing your bills and balancing your checkbook. 38 more strips about Marcy's lenient yet fascinating return policies.
Three of Bonnie's bad habits:
1. shopping
2. nose picking
3. transgendering
@duckduckg : You said it! Bonnie? looks like a man in drag today! A nose-picking man at that. Gross.
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