This is the moment I want to see Dawn's face rise up from inside the monitor, bang on the glass and scream, "Let me OUT! I'm trapped in the Internet world where the rivers are too deep! I was drawn here because I'm a young person who is interested in the minutia of other people's sentences!"Today's Full Strip
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I don't think those are trophies, Wanders. I think they are cremation urns. Wilbur may keep his friends close, but he likes to keep his enemies even closer....in jars.
The bookcase is cool too. I believe it's a collection of Zane Gray Novels.
I have nothing on that keyboard, is it a converted adding machine?
Funny @Stephen--That was my initial thought too. I was thinking it is where Wilbur keeps the remains of all the people he's bored to death.
You know, if Dawn was 12, I could see where Walter and Mary's concern might be coming from- but isn't Dawn in her mid 20's or so? Plus, she's supposedly following Twitter, not meeting anonymous hookups on Craigslist!
We know Wilbur has a computer in every room, so why are they in this stuffy old closet with dusty books and cremation urns/trophies!?
Maude, you're teasing us by making this story way more interesting than we know it'll be! LOL
Anonymous hookups? Is that where Dawn is, even as we twitter? Perhaps that really is where this story is going. I can see that - Dawn meets a predatory 30-something year old, arranges a real meeting, and winds up on Wilbur's shelf of 'trophies'. Now THAT might make this story line worthwhile. (Oh, that's a pun, sorry!)
So, has Joe Giella gone on vacation? The last few days have definitely been drawn by another artist (perhaps an intern who's earning extra credit while Moy and Giella enjoy Bora Bora). How else can we explain Wilbur's creepier expressions and Mary's ever-changing wrinkles?
Yesterday, Wilbur was sporting hairy arms and knuckles - today he's fresh-wax clean.
Dear Miss Moy,
It is WORLDS, not WORLD'S.
Chester here. My apologies to Miss Moy. I thought the top of the S in WORLDS looked like an apostrophe. I guess my eyes glazed over reading this boring story.
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