All this time I thought Wilbur was packing the pink curtains. Turns out it's his shirt. Same size though. (Ha ha ha ha. Fat joke.)
Today's Full Strip
Maybe Wilbur has his shirts made from old curtains a la Sound of Music.When was the last time Mary was "thrilled?" I can see scary dark storm clouds quickly brewing over Santa Royale.
Sure dad, and stop looking up my dress.
Will Wilbur ever get his sullen daughter to the airport? Will Mary's magic coffeepot ever run out? Does Mary never have to visit the restroom, even after drinking all that morning coffee?Tune in tomorrow to find out...that they're all probably in the same positions, doing the same things.The Worthiverse seems to have gotten caught in one of its periodic stasis blocks.
I can't help but think of Clark Griswold in European Vacation - "Look kids, there's Big Ben! And Parliament!" "Look, Dawn, the Coliseum! The Amalfi Coast! And Milan!"
Oh, good lord, Wilbur, just leave the ungrateful sullen daughter behind. Locked out of the apartment so she has to find her OWN place to live.Honestly, if I were proposing a trip like this to my adult offspring, and she acted like this, especially the mooning over the end of a relationship that was pretty much imaginary, I'd boot her out on her ear and take a friend to Italy.--Beagle Vet
Look, Dawn, I even bought you a pink polo so we can be twinskis!! Won't this be fun!? Please say "it will be fun", won't you Dawn? OOOh, I can't wait!
Wilbur, leave Dawn to her Person Magazine and Game of Thrones, and I'll go to Italy with you! I've been wanting to go there my whole life...and if you're paying, I'll even watch you eat sandwiches all through the trip!
@Aunti Carlye, and the sandwiches there are so delicious, you will want to eat them WITH Wilbur.@Beagle Vet, I so want to punch Dawn in the head right now. Really, you're so broken hearted you can't even feel the tiniest teeniest little bit of excitement about going to Italy for a couple of MONTHS??!!
Already in a taxi on the way to the airport! Looks like Wilbur (1) packed for Dawn and (2) left Mary to pick up the pieces of "Ask Wendy."Ordinarily, talk of pleasure in Italy would evoke some (ahem!) mature-adult activities. However, since Wilbur's the one who's anticipating, we'll assume he's dreaming of mortadella.
Hey Wilbur, are you really that bald or is your neck just blowing a bubble?
Hey Wilbur, I wouldn't say you're fat but you have more chins than a Hong Kong telephone directory.
@Beagle Vet and pq, get in line. I'm ready to wring her neck. Ungrateful, selfish, whiny, spoiled little brat.
No bald jokes--funny, wanders!--wheelheadWV: rsozoo...the Rockville Symphony Orchestra is playing at the zoo? Hope it's not the Reston zoo...
Maybe we could re-enact that scene in "Airplane!" where everyone is lining up in the aisle to take a whack at the hysterical lady.I'll be the one with the crescent wrench. Then I'll get back in line and go into vet mode and...--Beagle Vet
I'm ashamed to say that the sight of Dawn's petulant face and her utterance of "Yay" made me, a gentle person and a teacher, want to slap her silly. Seems I'm not alone in that reaction. I do love Beagle Vet's evocation of the scene from "Airplane", though.Dawn, you are an ungrateful parasite. Wilbur, you are an enabler. Get her therapy, get her a part-time job, but don't waste a trip to Italy on her. (I'd take the tickets off his hands, but Summer Session II starts in two weeks.)
I think Moy can cut and paste the right-half of the second panel for every new panel where Wilbur and Dawn are visiting Italian tourist sites. "There's the Collesium!" "Yay." "There's the leaning tower of Pisa!" "Yay." There's Venice!" "Yay." and so on.
It's all a plot: take Dawn to meet some gents in Sicily. they'll "fix" her attitude.
The Roman Spring of Dawn Weston.*shudder*
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