Friday, September 15, 2017

Mary Worth 2683

I hope murder doesn't compromise her principles.  You know who I'm really concerned about in all of this? Dr. Ned Fletcher. He has the same feelings of love for Dawn that she has for him. How messed up is that? I'm generally not a proponent of murder, but it looks like Dawn has very few other options but to kill Mrs. Fletcher. 

13 comments:

Anonymous said...


Wanders you're back! I assume you were away washing your soul out with soap after being exposed to this pitiful plot line.

I love how Dawn can't make eye contact with Mary, who's obviously not buying any of this "friend" nonsense.

But what the hey, Dawn, go ahead and have a fling with your married boss. What could go wrong?

-- Scottie McW.

Gina said...

We established days ago that the "friend" is in "love." Move it along, Dawn!

KitKat said...

Does Dawn have any principles to compromise? She always flits along with no direction and doesn't learn a thing. Whoa, wait a second - iif she has no principles, she's perfect for Dr. Ned McSmarmy, who also has no principles.

When does the fall semester at the U. of Santa Royale start? Maybe Dawn forgot to enroll since the adulting is going so well.

Downpuppy said...

Sometimes you need to give advice. Sometimes a good swat is called for.

Duckduck Goose said...

Oh great, now I have Tina Turner stuck in my head. What's love got to do, got to do with it...

Yahoonski said...

Downpuppy is exactly right. I will completely change my opinion of KM if tomorrow features Mary delivering a stinging slap upside Dawn's head and saying "Tell THAT to your friend!"

BTW, a day without a secret message is like a day without sunshine.

fauxprof said...

I used to teach a college honors class on the baby boom generation, and I liked to use visual aids like 1950s era instructional films. They were unintentionally hilarious taken in a 21st century context. In one of them, a mother counseling her daughter against letting strong feelings carry her into "wrong behavior" with the boyfriend, used EXACTLY the same words as Mary used today. I could actually hear the soundtrack in my head!

Chin Napkin Groupie said...

If only Dawn had not attempted adulting.

Sharon said...

I happen to like Dawn's whirlwind hair. The less control she exhibits over her life and choices, the more agitated the do. The lines she's been delivering lately would be even more unconvincing if she still had that razor-edged helmet.

Dave in Parma said...

To compromise principles, one must have principles, and by extension, a brain.

Today's burning questions:
--has Mary figured out who Dawn's 'friend' is? Toby perhaps?
--are those bolts or earring on the side of Mary's neck?
--buuuuut, what if she's in love with him?
--why does the tagline say "by Karen Moy and Joe Giella" when this is clearly drawn (based on the bubble with her name and the improved artistic ability) by June Brigman? Is Uncle Joe behind this insipid plot?
--does anyone else feel a song coming on?
--why doesn't Dawn recognize the important words in the knowledge Mary is dropping on her? Is it that hard to miss bold font?

Darth Curt said...

3 dates to ironically named snooty restaurants and Dawn's in love? Wow! I had to take my wife to at least 4 movies before she fell in love with me. [sarcasm] [eye-roll]

meg said...

This news just in from Cabot Cove: Mrs. Fletcher's first name is Jessica.

Anonymous said...

Dawn and Ned fell in love over three dinners? They have ZERO in common besides both going to college for 8 years!

The FBI agents bonded by kicking the crap of out people together.
And Esme knew exactly what she wanted out of a relationship. So far - Esme is the strongest female character.


How this plays out:

Saturday: The conversation does not end in any resolution.
Dawn: "Thanks Mary! My friend has a lot to think about!"

Sunday: Recap for the week

Then another "mail it in" day.
Monday: Dawn: Ned, we have to talk.
Ned: Okay

Tuesday: Ned and Dawn dine at "L'autre femme"
Blah, blah, blah about feelings and conflict....

Wednesday: More blah, blah, blah about feeling and conflict

Thursday: Dawn tearfully breaks it off.

Friday: Mary sees Dawn.
Mary: What did your friend decide to do?
Dawn: (Tearfully) Oh, Mary!

Wake me next Saturday...