Monday, December 31, 2018

Mary Worth 3034

Toby's backless dress vs. Professor Quaker Oats' puffy shirt and grey wool socks. And it is Ian who is getting hit on at work. Does anyone else find this story a little backwards?

18 comments:

Regina Wolfe-Parks said...

Thanks Wanders for the morning laugh "Professor Quaker Oats". I think Chinbeard is really Amish disguised as a Scotsman.

Wow, Chinbead is not up with these hip terms, like "Old Man". The second panel made me think that Chinbeard isn't having very family friend thoughts. In a way I'm glad to see him and Toby, brown tuxedo or not. If I had to see Jannie again with her over the top love for Chinbeard, I would have thrown my breakfast up all over the keyboard.

Regina Wolfe-Parks said...

Oh, and happy new year to you and the Wanders family as well as our Mary Worth and me family. Thank you for the year of laughter.

Anonymous said...

I think the Camerons will have to dine at a restaurant that doesn't require men to wear a dinner jacket. It appears that she's made her "little brown dress" out of his.

KitKat said...

Happy New Year to you and your family, Wanders, and to the MW & Me community!

I'm also baffled by Chinbeard's socks. Is he going hiking after he dances in the new year? And where is the party that he and his Old Woman are attending - the Charterstone rumpus room? Will Mary and Jeff be there? If so, here's hoping Ted Miller (what a character!) is too. One sight of Toby's backless dress will make him forget about muffins.

Regina Wolfe-Parks said...

One more thing. I couldn't help but notice Ian's enormous, deformed paw. Do his hands expand and shrink at will?

Nance said...

Today's Boldface Haiku is titled

"The Old Lady Wants To Cut A Rug".

Old Man?
"Old Man"?
No offense! Slang "husband"!
That, vital robust!
Dance!



Happy New Year, Everyone--Here's To 2019! May It Be Worth Hoping For!

Anonymous said...

Hey, Ian... Jerry Seinfeld called and he wants his puffy shirt back.

Anonymous said...

Ian's back is open too. He ripped the seat of his pants open.

meg said...

“Old man? Don’t you mean old familiar? You youngsters and your slang!”

May the Worth be with you all this year.

Yahoonski said...

Regina also noticed Ian's mighty hand, and now that Anonymous has mentioned Seinfeld, I am reminded of the episode where his new girlfriend had "man hands" and the camera zoomed in on them crushing a lobster claw during their dinner date. But no doubt Jannie will find those huge meat hooks attractive.


Hey, my display has suddenly fixed itself and I can read the secret messages again. Yay!

Anonymous said...


In my newspaper, it looks like Ian is pulling on a green Army sweatsock. What kind of shoes will he be wearing, combat boots? Nikes? Crocs?

Thanks to Wanders and the entire Snark Tank for another hilarious year of pungent critiques.

-- Scottie McW.

Anonymous said...


And Wanders, thank you for being you.

-- S. McW.

Anonymous said...

Actually, no. Unfair though it may be, it's ridiculously realistic.

fauxprof said...

Happy New Year to Wanders and family, as well as the wondrous, erudite, and flat out funny community we’ve built together.

I don’t know what’s more disturbing: Ian’s shirt, Ian’s socks, or Toby’s skeletal backbone.

meg said...

I find it disturbing that Ian has apparently sat upon Senor Allora who is struggling to escape.

“I (gasp) will never (gasp) change a lightbulb (choke) in this lardbottom’s flat again! (Cough) Help me, Mary wan Worth, you’re my only hope.”

“On the way to save you I am,” says Mary. “The last batch of muffins I am pulling from the oven, then right there I will be.”

LouiseF said...

I foresee the robust,vital (and tipsy) Ian loudly rendering "Auld Lang Syne" (rhyming somehow with "2019"), before the night is over... Here's to ye, Worthy-ites. And to a Wander-ful 2019!

meg said...

Hogmanay Party at Charterstone!

Should auld acquaintance be forgot and never brought to mind?
Ian has split his tuxedo pants, (but backed out just in time).

Toby kept on flirting with Zak, til’ Iris got in a rage;
She pulled out Toby’s bleached blonde hair, and threw it in Greta’s cage.

Jeff wished to smooch with Mary when midnight drew near;
But Mary said, oh no, dear Jeff, not again this year.

Wilbur, he stood sadly by, drowning in self-pity.
Then did the only thing he could, he gave a kiss to Libby.



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TimP said...

Did Toby have a microstroke and lose the ability to speak idiomatic English?