Friday, December 4, 2020

Mary Worth 3514

So they're getting married? Order some onion rings! There's going to be a wedding!

9 comments:

KitKat said...

If they continue to clasp their hands, they won’t be able to eat, either.

Props to Brandy for going to an actual therapist, not Mary. If the therapist was Dr. Sweater Vest, one visit may have solved her problems forever.

I’m more than ready to move on from the babes. It’s time for Mary to travel to renew acquaintances with a dear friend she hasn’t thought about in decades, a la Dear Old Shelly Cohen.

fauxprof said...

OK, that’s settled. However, Mary will take a week-long (if undeserved) victory lap. She fed him some banana bread and platitudes (both undercooked), so that’s probably enough. Could we get a holiday pool party?

Nance said...

Today's Blahfaced Haiku is titled

"That Makes Three Of Us".

Therapist. Affected.
Rough.
Here not!
Neither am I!

r u ok? said...

The venue will be Freda's next to the olive oil display. And Tommy's crackhead friend Vin will be his best man. Mary still has time to meddle to mess things up (e.g. "don't you think Brandy might hold you back in your new Sales career?")

Anonymous said...


"Oh Babe, let's get matching tattoos!"

I wonder how Iris is doing. She's my least dislikable character in this strip. I'd like to check back in with her again.

-- Scottie McW.

Steve said...

Hi Kit Kat: When you said Dr. Sweater Vest, is he the guy who looked like President Obama?

KitKat said...

Steve, Dr. Sweater Vest was a Black man, but he didn’t resemble President Obama. A search of Wanders’s excellent MW & Me archives might have the strips where Dr. S W counseled Wilbur. It took only one session to cure Wilbur!

Chester the Dog said...

"I'm not stupid enough to throw love away, but I am stupid enough to stack glass bottles of olive oil like a pine tree in a crowded store."

Steve said...

Kit Kat Thanks for the info. I search the archives, but couldn't find his picture