Part of me agrees with Tommy, that I can't wait to see what the future holds for them so that we can somehow break free of this infinite time loop we are stuck in. On the other hand, it means actually seeing what the future holds for them, and I'm just not that interested.
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I’ll have to check it out, but today’s dialogue seems to be taken right from lyrics of the old “Laverne and Shirley” theme song. And now I can’t get that song out of my head. Thanks tons, Karen and June.
Yeah, I was afraid we were in for more of the Babes this week.
It would be nice if they would do something other than eat junk food and moon over each other. My snark runneth dry.
-- Scottie McW.
Okay, folks. Place your bets. Which will we see the end of first: this storyline or COVID-19? Or maybe I should be asking which of those we'd prefer to eradicate.
HelenClark
HelenClark, I bet a dollar to a donut that a victory lap by Mary will figure into the babes plot at some point, so this feast of inanities will continue, maybe even through the rest of December. Now that Putin’s Sputnik vaccine is rolling out,, Covid-19 might very well be in the rear view mirror before the babes ride off into their future, let alone a Charterstone pool party happens.
After briefly becoming light brown yesterday, Brandy’s skin tone has reverted to several shades lighter.
What?! This is all we get? Brandy going to therapy and Tommy panting after trying to convince her he isn't an addict anymore? They're getting back together? No pregnancy scare? No secret boyfriend that Brandy has been hiding? Just a child abuse history (Brandy) and a Saved-by-Just-Say-No lectures effort by Tommy, who was so panicked at the thought that his "Babe" might cut out on him, he's turned into a broken record. I want more on that 1947 Philadelphia stacking turbulence story.
Today's (Bored To The Point Of Distraction) Boldfaced Haiku is titled
"Planet Witless".
Working out now,
Future?
Yes! Wait!
Whatever...together!
Nance! Thanks for a mid-afternoon chuckle! Another bullseye to the Worthiverse...
Brandy: "I won't be at work tomorrow. I'm painting a house with some French guy."
Tommy: "Sounds fun to me, Babe! Leaves me free to buy syringes for my totally non-addiction related medical injections."
Ladies and gentlemen, the next 12 months of Mary Worth.
Tuesday
A walk on the boardwalk - so many possibilities:
Brandy and Tommy run into Mary and Jeff, who are taking a stroll after their early-bird dinner at the Bum Boat. While Mary basks in Tommy’s praise (“You were right again, Mary!”), Jeff hits on Brandy.
OR
Brandy falls off the boardwalk and flails in the water. Tommy can’t rescue her because he doesn’t know how to swim, but Vin happens to be there (after a business transaction), and he dives in and saves Brandy. “My hero!” she exclaims.
OR
Brandy and Tommy are accosted by the same thug who menaced that other couple (the former federal agents, I forgot their names) all those years ago. This time the thug wins.
Starved for a plot, KitKat imagines a myriad of potential storylines, all of which are more exciting than the (lack of) concoction currently being served. Unfortunately, I suspect we will be treated to Brandy and Tommy strolling,with more of June's beautiful hand illustrations, until around Sunday.
TUESDAY
I'm really hoping for either a murder or a drowning. In either case, Brandy would have to be the victim. I don't see KM bumping off Tommy.
HelenClark
The Boardwalk? Whoa, are we off on an adventure of some kind?
BTW, that's a pretty odd-looking rear-view mirror.
-- Scottie McW.
Under the Boardwalk, down by the sea er. never mind
PS. As a guy who grew up in Brooklyn near Coney Island, I have to say that the Santa Royale boardwalk is pathetic
Oh how I yearn for a Drunken Wilbore, Arthur scam, or even Ian getting his testies in a knot over a young co-ed. This is a snooze fest.
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