You worry about a lot of things, Wilbur, but clearly you aren't worried about cholesterol as you suck the grease out of another chicken nugget.Today's Full Strip
You worry about a lot of things, Wilbur, but clearly you aren't worried about cholesterol as you suck the grease out of another chicken nugget.
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Is that what that is - a chicken nugget? I was worried it was a doggy biscuit, although I've never seen a pooch in Wilbur's home.
If you look at the second panel, you'll know what it is......it's Dawn's SOUL!!
From the juxtapostion of Dawn and Wilbur, it's clear that her biggest worry is that she might start to look like him. This fear is making her anorexic.
Or maybe it just makes her sick to see Wilbur cram more food into that face.
Meanwhile, Dawn tries on poses for another Facebook profile "mirror pic." She'll present herself with duck lips and chest thrust out, waiting for comments like "omg, ur so HOT!"
I think she's concerned her face is breaking out from all the grease in the air from Wilbur's cooking.
In a timely commentary on consumerist society, Wilbur rummages the cabinets for his stash of Crisco, while Dawn contemplates another round of Botox.
Wilbur's so worried he can't eat. Oh...nevermind.
Seriously, I think Wilbur's only concern is that he can't make his own dinner.
I think that looks suspiciously like a salmon square...is Mary's supply of them neverending?
@ katho -- That's great -- thanks!!
I am becoming increasing confused as to what the storyline really is -- is it Dawn's anorexia, her addiction to Facebook & Twitter, or her recent diagnosis of S.A.D. (Seasonal Affective Disorder)? Even she is noticing how pale she has become.
Compare the size of Wilbur's hands to that itty bitty cabinet door handle! How does he even OPEN that thing--with the tip of his pinky!? Apparently it's not a problem, though.
Anyway, I think Dawn's only worry is that they've run out of straws for her "cola" cans.
Is Walter roaming around the kitchen, just randomly eating stuff out of the cupboards? I think he's the one that needs the intervention!
When did Wilbur paint the kitchen walls green? Yesterday they were yellow. Is he going to punch that cabinet door?
And I'm concerned that I'm not concerned... Because Dawn is quickly succumbing to ennui, and Wilbur is, well, being Wilbur...
That could be a breakfast bar. Is Dawn getting ready to stick her finger down her throat? Though she wouldn't need to if she doesn't eat.
So I'm on the road for a couple days, then come back to see this...
BWAHAHA!
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