What a shock! But of course, the bald guy always gets the babe.
Wow, Mrs. Wanders at the ballgame with Sir Patrick Stewart! Seriously, Wanders, I'd much rather spend time with you and Mrs. W. than with Wilbur and Estelle (a low bar, I grant you).Will Estelle have a felafel burger? Will Wilbur call her "mi amor"? Will his credit card be declined because he still hasn't paid off that emerald ring, the trip to Colombia, and the salsa lessons?
Gag me with a burger flipper. This is so lame. Moy had a chance to do something interesting here but went with this trite contrivance. (But to be reasonable about it, why would she start making this strip interesting now?)Wait until that sandwich arrives, Estelle. Wilbur is going to make plate-licking homeless guy look like Hugh Grant. As Nance mentioned yesterday, Mary was totally out of the loop on this one. This shows a complete disdain of Mary by two broken people who had put their psychological well-being in her hands. After Mary gets over the shock, she's going to knock back a few scotches and fume over this betrayal. Hilarious comments, Wanders!-- Scottie McW.
Today's Boldface Haiku is titled"She Stooped To Conquer And He Punched Above His Weight Class (And I Overworked My Shift Key)".(Is that...)["Estelle and Wilbur?!"]
@Wanders--You are On It today!@KitKat--That barrage of questions made me laugh. They do have Travel in common...!@Scottie--Rather than knock back a few scotches (which I would love to see!), she will likely knock out a few batches. Stress Baking--it's a thing.
Wow, we never saw this coming. This makes no sense. You mean to tell me that Estelle has NEVER run into or saw Wilbur the whole time she's lived in Charterstone??? I mean, he's kind of hard to miss. Estelle was so coy about mentioning Wilbur's name, but wasn't shy about saying that Wilbur is lacking in the looks department. I only wish that she had seen Arthur/er in person and she could see that there's no difference, except that unlike Arthur/er, Wilbur excessively showers.These two idiots can commiserate about how gullible and stupid they are.
BTW Wanders, you're leagues ahead of Wilbur in the looks and personality department.I also wanted to know in the panel with Estelle and Wilbur is that the guy who Estelle dated that was crying about his wife not understanding why he had another wife?
I'm with you, Scottie McW. Moy could have had Arthur show up to woo Estelle in person. Even if it had turned out that it was Iris with Wilbur... Anything but this totally predictable ending. Moy has no imagination whatsoever.
The guy in the background is Medical Assistant Jared, who's been bingeing on consolation burgers and shakes ever since Dawn broke his heart. Mary, it's time to swoop in like the vulture you are and help this man. -- S. McW.Another superb BFH title, Nance!
Iris stole from the cradle — why shouldn’t Wilbur rob from the grave? I hope he and Estelle will be very happy together, but history makes me doubt it.
Isn't Wilbur a little young to be on SilverDaters? Shouldn't he have joined GullibleGoofballs? Oh well... I think it was Regina Wolfe-Parks who said she couldn't stand another Wilbur story but maybe this is Moy's way of getting rid of him for good. We all know what happens to the characters Moy marries off; we never see them again.
Maybe that is actually Wilber, not Wilbur.
So hard to find anything to add. You are all brilliantly funny! I hope Mary swoops in and learns that Estelle actually abandoned SilverDaters and met Wilbur at FoodTeam in the frozen foods aisle(ice cream, to be exact).Wah-wah-wah.. Pretty maddening that the only lesson Estelle seems to be getting out of this situation is Don't Fall for the Guy with Movie Star Looks. I also wonder if the Estelle/Wilbur thing is some ham-handed, modern day attempt to re-tell the Cyrano de Bergerac story, with Wilbur unwittingly giving romantic advice to Arthu/er, his old pal from grade school, and ending up with Estelle. Don't Arthu/er's poem choices seem like they could have come straight from Wilbur? Wilbur is about to choke on that hamburger, which would complete the Cyrano analogy. One can always hope...
Looking forward to Libby scratching and biting the crap out of Wilbur.
I just can't. But Wilbur can score a free lunch, kudos to him.
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