"Help yourself. Because if there's one thing I've learned as an One Armed Man, it's that you can't expect people to do everything for you. You've got to be independent. Daddy won't always be there to solve your problems for you..."
Now, what do you think the moral of this story will be?
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Oh, Ruby, don't bring your love to town?
Okay, no more guessing - of course Dawn will fall for him, given the Mother Teresa high she's riding. He probably plays the dulcimer with his feet, too, leading them to marry and start touring as motivational speakers at religious conferences and vacation Bible schools. "Jim-n-Dawn: His Second Chamce"
In the ten seconds it took green scrubs lady to vacate the seat, Dawn's empenada/pierogi and Jim's huge, untouched sandwich have disappeared. (Probably that's all to the good. I'm not sure of the wholesomeness of Cafeteria's food.)
Ever notice that the youngish male characters all look exactly alike except for hair color? Give or take an arm?
(My robot word is "veredad" so it must be true, if misspelled.)
The Cheshire Arm pointing out of mid-air is creeping me out.
"My name's Dawn. I used to think that life was brutal, but my father and I survived the sinking of a cruise ship, unlike many of our less fortunate fellow passengers. Speaking of brutal, where's your left arm, Jim?"
How much do you want to bet that blond Jim has a WASPy surname, just like every other main character in the Worthiverse?
Dave in Parma--
The arm isn't exactly pointing out of thin air. Given the unfortunate shading and the proximity of the Background Man In Black Suit...yikes.
Dawn's First Food Of The Day looks like rice pudding. You'd think that, with all the exclamation points flying about in dialogue, the food would be more adventurous.
Maybe they're overcompensating.
You know, Jim, here in the Worthiverse prosthetic arms are indistinguishable from everyone else's.
Amazingly Nance, I missed that perspective on the Cheshire Arm. That's disturbing, but leaves me with an overabundance of additional comments, all of which I'll keep to myself given that this is a family blog. I will sit at my desk and quietly snicker to myself instead.
I volunteer at a hospital sometimes, and I can tell you, the food in the cafeteria is usually either bland mush or deep fried Heart Attack on a Plate. I avoid it and go for the healthier fare at McDonalds.
(My robot word: iskissi -- think we'll see any of that soon?)
Dawn's brutal cruise ship experience seems to have warped her right eye. Perhaps it's hindsight?
Carlye--
I can only assume that you do not volunteer at a Cleveland Clinic hospital, where the head honcho has kicked out McDonald's and banned sweetened beverages and a host of other unhealthy things.
That reminds me, how do you get a one armed man out of a tree?
Wave to him.
I'm taking bets here- how long will it be before Giella draws Jim with his left arm whole and his right arm missing?
Are those flecks of food on the ceiling or flies?
@Meg, 1:00: Or with three arms, like Dawn on the couch watching GoT.
I just noticed something else odd in yesterday's MW strip. There is a man(?) seated in the background- near a pony-tailed Gina doppelganger- who has a very tiny head. Please donate to the get glasses for Joe Giella fund.
My guess is that Mr. One Arm is a criminal and will snooker Dawn out of money, or will steal her identity, or something else sinister. It's been a while since there's been a good crime, and Dawn seems to be a magnet for trouble.
I think with a greeting like that Jim is either very lonely or a salesman. ("Dawn, have you thought about life insurance?")
@Nance9:05 and @Dave in Parma10:38 - Wait, what? AUGGHH!..MY EYES!! MY EYES!!!
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