That car appears to be going into some sort of skid. Don't drive angry, Wilbur. Don't drive angry.
In the second panel, I first thought that Wilbur was responsible for both talk bubbles, which put an interesting twist on the story--well, maybe interesting is not the right word.
Skidding indeed. Also, the lines on the passenger side of the car (to connote speed? odd...) correspond nicely with the hairs on Wilbur's comb over.Sorry to break it to you, Iris, but there is no "us." You've been so wrapped up in monitoring every move Tommy Boy makes, you didn't even notice. Go back to the U. of S.R. and enroll in Harlan Jones's art history class. Yoga will do wonders for your stress level.
Wilbur and Iris are an even poorer excuse for a couple than Mary and Jeff. Time to break it off, and for Iris and Tommy to move away to calmer environs. Goleta, maybe.
The instant I saw that car, the old GM song came into my mind from the 1960's....wouldn't you really rather have a Buick?
I thought maybe Roy was starting to get the hang of using boldface to indicate words that human beings might actually emphasize...until I got to panel 2.
I'm just so happy Iris acquired an actual eyeball. Those vacant sockets give me the heebie jeebies!
I predict a romantic relationship developing between Iris and Harlan...
I saw the same thing, Wanders. Wilbur is turning into the skid. Perhaps it's a brilliantly written and illustrated metaphor. Nah...
Chappaquiddick! Chappaquiddick! Chappaquiddick!Please let the skid send Wilber's car off a bridge into the Santa Royale tidal channel. Only Wilber makes it out, after saving the cooler with his sandwiches in it. I don't mean to sound cruel but this would solve the Iris problem for Wilber and the rest of us.Iris Beedie sleeps with the fishes, and Mary Jo Kopechne, and Aldo Kelrast and Luca Brasi and...
Thank you for sharing the post.
Wanders, I'm not clicking on the Sathya Technosoft link. Has Toby's computer been hacked again?
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