I think Jim actually did grow a new arm. No one has used the word prosthetic, and the digital mobility of his left hand is far too advanced, at least on his teacher's salary.
I didn't get the first two panels in my newspaper this morning, so glad you included them. I thought we were veering off into a Lance Armstrong blood doping thing (might explain Jim's rages)but alas we're back to Casablanca. The biggest shock is that Jim actually has an arm and not a metal hook.
Here's something to force us all into the holiday spirit or not: Feliz Worthiverse. Feliz Worthiverse. Feliz Worthiverse. Siempre nos quedará Mountview. I want to wish you a Merry friendship from the bottom of The Pier.
yes thorpno, but there are more crates. Crates tell a significant part of the tale. (They actually do, there are speakers under there that play quotes from Goethe and Daniel Johnston at random intervals.)
The walking surface of this pier has been finished with something more substantial than simple planking. Is this a pier themed park or are there salty old deckhands about, grifting for prosthetic limbs and other assorted valuables (or both)?
Is there an aroma of Old Spice in the air? Is that seagull whistling the familiar jingle?
Is this the same pier where Wilbur goes fishing in his lady shoes?
Until the last panel I was very concerned about the reduced number of seagulls. Thought they had all flown away because they sensed an approaching tsunami. Wonder if Jim can swim with his new arm?
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"Merry would be proud of your progress."
"Oh, yes... Merry. She... I, um, guess, I'm not as over her death as I thought. I'm sorry, Dawn. Goodbye"
"Jim! Wait!"
SPLASH!!!
Oh, well, the problems of two little people don't amount to a hill of beans.
Karen May: please stop bastardizing Casablanca (but well played Paul).
Hopefully Dawn will walk off into the sunset or at least off the pier.
I didn't get the first two panels in my newspaper this morning, so glad you included them. I thought we were veering off into a Lance Armstrong blood doping thing (might explain Jim's rages)but alas we're back to Casablanca.
The biggest shock is that Jim actually has an arm and not a metal hook.
That's it! Milk this drivel out for another week... new plot on the 17th!
Ex-cellent!
Here's something to force us all into the holiday spirit or not:
Feliz Worthiverse. Feliz Worthiverse. Feliz Worthiverse.
Siempre nos quedará Mountview.
I want to wish you a Merry friendship from the bottom of The Pier.
Actually, Jim, wanting to see Dawn is a sign that you are most assuredly NOT doing better.
Is The Pier always so deserted, or did other people flee when they saw Dawn and Jim? Those seagulls must have strong stomachs.
An awful lot of the rope is missing from last week. And there are fewer seagulls. Rather foreboding...
yes thorpno, but there are more crates. Crates tell a significant part of the tale. (They actually do, there are speakers under there that play quotes from Goethe and Daniel Johnston at random intervals.)
The walking surface of this pier has been finished with something more substantial than simple planking. Is this a pier themed park or are there salty old deckhands about, grifting for prosthetic limbs and other assorted valuables (or both)?
Is there an aroma of Old Spice in the air? Is that seagull whistling the familiar jingle?
Is this the same pier where Wilbur goes fishing in his lady shoes?
Jim is now armed and dangerous.
Until the last panel I was very concerned about the reduced number of seagulls. Thought they had all flown away because they sensed an approaching tsunami. Wonder if Jim can swim with his new arm?
--Beagle Vet
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