I think Libby would have been safer back at the shelter, spoiled soy milk, a dumb as rocks owner...poor thing. Her litter box has not been cleaned in weeks, as Estelle is wasting all her time on her new "love".
Personally, I'm excited for the return of Terry Bryson! I can't wait to see how June depicts her. Hopefully we'll see her mid-week, crashing through the window on a zipline and slapping the laptop right off the table, along with the long-forgotten carton of soy milk. Terry is ten years older and wiser now. Her senses have only gotten sharper, and her thirst for justice... all the more unquenchable.
Volvo drivers are people who value quality and safety over ostentation. They are often liberal, well educated, and upper middle class. Although the cars are pricey to buy and maintain, Volvo drivers see them as works of art--well-made machinery that protects their passengers, other drivers, and even pedestrians from the hazards of the road. Volvo drivers appreciate the cars' understated comfort and the manufacturer's concern for the environment.
I can't wait for Arthur Z to go in for the kill. "What's your favorite credit card?" "What's the numbers on the card?" (I would like to use them as a really 'strong' password for my computer.) What's the expiration? (Again, another strong password.) What's the digits on the back? (Something to remember you by.)
Estelle is dumber than a box of bricks. Where is Arthur Z's questionnaire? Or is he going to send his once Estelle sends all of her PHI. Watch, once Estelle sends him all he needs to know, his phone number and email will be disconnected.
Soy milk. Falafel with tahini sauce. Gosh, I hope she doesn’t have Libby on a vegan diet. Cats are carnivores—say, I wonder if that explains Libby’s uncatlike white eye. She’s so anemic, her pupils have lost color.
My takeaway from today, courtesy of the link to the Terry Bryson link, is the sad realization that Moy has been writing this strip for over a decade and has apparently learned nothing about how people live, how people talk, or how to tell a story.
Hoo boy, we are in for a week of these questions as Estelle grins moronically at her laptop screen while sending the details of her life out to "Arthur", who I'm hoping turns out to be Terry Bryson's partner at the Federal Trade Commission, interacting with unsuspecting babes in the woods like Estelle, the better to lecture them about their poor internet practices... As for Libby over there licking her paw, I give credit to JB for her very competent cat illustrations. Link to her bio and info. on her prowess with depicting felines throughout her career. (Way more interesting than this plot...)https://comicsahoy.com/creator/june-brigman
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The secret life (perhaps) of Estelle... https://axleaddict.com/cars/Volvo-Drivers-and-Why-They-are-Dangerous
Arthur, you've hit the jackpot.
I think Libby would have been safer back at the shelter, spoiled soy milk, a dumb as rocks owner...poor thing. Her litter box has not been cleaned in weeks, as Estelle is wasting all her time on her new "love".
Personally, I'm excited for the return of Terry Bryson! I can't wait to see how June depicts her. Hopefully we'll see her mid-week, crashing through the window on a zipline and slapping the laptop right off the table, along with the long-forgotten carton of soy milk. Terry is ten years older and wiser now. Her senses have only gotten sharper, and her thirst for justice... all the more unquenchable.
Actually she needs James Veitch - google his Ted Talk with Solomon. He would have a lot of fun playing along with Arthur Z.
Urban Dictionary:
Volvo drivers are people who value quality and safety over ostentation. They are often liberal, well educated, and upper middle class. Although the cars are pricey to buy and maintain, Volvo drivers see them as works of art--well-made machinery that protects their passengers, other drivers, and even pedestrians from the hazards of the road. Volvo drivers appreciate the cars' understated comfort and the manufacturer's concern for the environment.
I can't wait for Arthur Z to go in for the kill. "What's your favorite credit card?" "What's the numbers on the card?" (I would like to use them as a really 'strong' password for my computer.) What's the expiration? (Again, another strong password.) What's the digits on the back? (Something to remember you by.)
Estelle is dumber than a box of bricks. Where is Arthur Z's questionnaire? Or is he going to send his once Estelle sends all of her PHI. Watch, once Estelle sends him all he needs to know, his phone number and email will be disconnected.
Oh dear. I think Estelle only has half an IQ. Does she think it's normal for men to send questionnaires to women they are interested in?
"Arthur" sure has hit pay dirt, though.
Soy milk. Falafel with tahini sauce. Gosh, I hope she doesn’t have Libby on a vegan diet. Cats are carnivores—say, I wonder if that explains Libby’s uncatlike white eye. She’s so anemic, her pupils have lost color.
@Chester the Dog at 12:57 p.m., if the Urban Dictionary is correct, it’s obvious that Estelle acquired her Volvo through dodgy means.
@Garnet at 2:01 p.m., Estelle’s half an IQ is the wrong half. Hoo boy, what a dumb bunny!
"Falafel with tahini sauce", isn't tahini too thick to be a sauce, but more of a dip (like Estelle)?
The joke is on Arthur; I happen to know that Estelle’s bofa.com password is tahinifalafelp1ano ; the extra 1 is what makes it so secure.
At this point, I'm hoping Arthur turns out to be real. That's the only thing that might rescue this train crash in ultra slow motion.
My takeaway from today, courtesy of the link to the Terry Bryson link, is the sad realization that Moy has been writing this strip for over a decade and has apparently learned nothing about how people live, how people talk, or how to tell a story.
Sorry. I mean, of course, "the link to the Terry Bryson story."
Hoo boy, we are in for a week of these questions as Estelle grins moronically at her laptop screen while sending the details of her life out to "Arthur", who I'm hoping turns out to be Terry Bryson's partner at the Federal Trade Commission, interacting with unsuspecting babes in the woods like Estelle, the better to lecture them about their poor internet practices... As for Libby over there licking her paw, I give credit to JB for her very competent cat illustrations. Link to her bio and info. on her prowess with depicting felines throughout her career. (Way more interesting than this plot...)https://comicsahoy.com/creator/june-brigman
For someone who worked in a jewelry store, a trip like this sounds out of Estelle's reach. Libby would have liked the fish market.
The Maldives is a tropical nation in the Indian Ocean composed of 26 ring-shaped atolls, which are made up of more than 1,000 coral islands. It’s known for its beaches, blue lagoons and extensive reefs. The capital, Malé, has a busy fish market, restaurants and shops on the main road, Majeedhee Magu, and 17th-century Hukuru Miskiy (also known as Friday Mosque) made of carved white coral.
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