So... Helen lost her job? Did Ian flex his status as a UNIVERSITY professor and report her to "school management?"
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"Their fries are to die for"??? I would think that a teenage girl would find such a statement coming from a teenage boy to be even grosser that Toby kissing Ian.
-- Scottie McW.
Count me among the naïve who thought this story line ended yesterday. Fool me once, shame on Moy. Fool me over and over again, more shame on Moy.
@Scottie McW., you beat me to it. “Their fries are to DIE FOR!” sounds like something Toby would say. Maybe she ‘ll say it to Ian, and Cal and Maddie will be disgusted when they enter Kara’s and see the Camerons at a nearby table.
As long as you don’t walk backwards, Helen, tripping over what’s behind you shouldn’t be a problem. Just keep your eyes open for what’s incoming. BTW, if you’re considering relocating to get a fresh start, check out the Charterstone condominium community.
As per KitKat’s suggestion, Helen decides to check out Charterstone (where you can check in, but you never check out- like the Roach Motel). As she approaches the door of the unofficial manager, a large shaggy dog darts behind her, and Helen trips over him, wincing in agony.
Mary Worth calls for Mr.Allora, who arrives and straps Helen to his handcart. Now, YOU CHOOSE THE ADVENTURE!
Does Mr. Allora: (a) wheel Helen out to the curb to await the Santa Royale Not-so-Jiffy Ambulance; or (b) roll her into Mary’s guest bedroom to spend months recovering from her broken leg (like The Man Who Came to Dinner)?
I know which adventure I would choose, but I’m a cruel person.
You beat me to it about the walking backwards, KitKat, but is nobody going to mention the "When in doubt, rebound it out" thought balloon? I doubt that anybody ever said that, let alone thought it, but I guess we should know by now that such odd combinations of words are s.o.p. among the moy polloi.
Perhaps Cal thinks that if he is effusive enough about the fries, Toby will ditch Ian and elbow Maddie out of Cal's arms on the way to death by French fry.
Helen is on the same bus as Trashlee out of Santa Royale. Perhaps they will discover each other on the road, make a plan of revenge and return to the city to get even with Ian and Drew. Perhaps Toby will become pregnant and not know for sure who the father is. Oh, you didn't know Toby and Cal slept together? It happened off-panel, like all Mary Worth action does.
Jerry Smith: Perhaps Helen and Trashlee will discover each other on the road, explore the joys of lesbian love, and never have anything to do with men again.
For crying out loud, Helen. You've spent the last 30 years, never moving forward but yet somehow, never tripping over what's behind you. Maybe you should go on one of those talent shows? You sort of look like Susan Boyle.
Helen found true love with the office manager for School Management; that’s why she comes to work disheveled, with staples in her hair, paperclips in her bra, and smelling of printer cartridge ink.
So — are we to assume that Wilbur has just been walking around alive during all this? NO I WON’T LET IT GO.
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"Their fries are to die for"??? I would think that a teenage girl would find such a statement coming from a teenage boy to be even grosser that Toby kissing Ian.
-- Scottie McW.
Count me among the naïve who thought this story line ended yesterday. Fool me once, shame on Moy. Fool me over and over again, more shame on Moy.
@Scottie McW., you beat me to it. “Their fries are to DIE FOR!” sounds like something Toby would say. Maybe she ‘ll say it to Ian, and Cal and Maddie will be disgusted when they enter Kara’s and see the Camerons at a nearby table.
As long as you don’t walk backwards, Helen, tripping over what’s behind you shouldn’t be a problem. Just keep your eyes open for what’s incoming. BTW, if you’re considering relocating to get a fresh start, check out the Charterstone condominium community.
As per KitKat’s suggestion, Helen decides to check out Charterstone (where you can check in, but you never check out- like the Roach Motel). As she approaches the door of the unofficial manager, a large shaggy dog darts behind her, and Helen trips over him, wincing in agony.
Mary Worth calls for Mr.Allora, who arrives and straps Helen to his handcart. Now, YOU CHOOSE THE ADVENTURE!
Does Mr. Allora: (a) wheel Helen out to the curb to await the Santa Royale Not-so-Jiffy Ambulance; or (b) roll her into Mary’s guest bedroom to spend months recovering from her broken leg (like The Man Who Came to Dinner)?
I know which adventure I would choose, but I’m a cruel person.
@meg, I wonder if Helen detests muffins. Tantalizing prospects, yes?
You beat me to it about the walking backwards, KitKat, but is nobody going to mention the "When in doubt, rebound it out" thought balloon? I doubt that anybody ever said that, let alone thought it, but I guess we should know by now that such odd combinations of words are s.o.p. among the moy polloi.
Perhaps Cal thinks that if he is effusive enough about the fries, Toby will ditch Ian and elbow Maddie out of Cal's arms on the way to death by French fry.
Helen is on the same bus as Trashlee out of Santa Royale. Perhaps they will discover each other on the road, make a plan of revenge and return to the city to get even with Ian and Drew. Perhaps Toby will become pregnant and not know for sure who the father is. Oh, you didn't know Toby and Cal slept together? It happened off-panel, like all Mary Worth action does.
“I won’t trip over what’s behind me.” Helen Moss
“That’s easy for you to say.” Kim Kardashian
Jerry Smith: Perhaps Helen and Trashlee will discover each other on the road, explore the joys of lesbian love, and never have anything to do with men again.
For crying out loud, Helen. You've spent the last 30 years, never moving forward but yet somehow, never tripping over what's behind you. Maybe you should go on one of those talent shows? You sort of look like Susan Boyle.
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Helen found true love with the office manager for School Management; that’s why she comes to work disheveled, with staples in her hair, paperclips in her bra, and smelling of printer cartridge ink.
So — are we to assume that Wilbur has just been walking around alive during all this? NO I WON’T LET IT GO.
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