Dawn and Dirk go on a hike at Picadee Falls, where Dawn nearsightedly falls over the edge. Dirk laughs uproariously while Dawn grasps at a trailing vine. “Wow, you’re really clumsy, Nerdgirl!”
"As Dawn leaves for another date with Dirk" -- what day is it? I think we may have seen Dawn's outfit, including that choker, before. I miss Wanders and his "Please recycle here" insertions [sigh]?
I assume this is the Charterstone lobby, which means Mary will instantly materialize and accompany Dawn to Northview Hospital, where Dawn will run into nerdboy Jared Mylo.
Well, that didn't take long. Was Dawn planning on driving without her glasses? Yikes. Although it would have been fun to see her mowing Ian down in the parking lot. Tomorrow we'll see Mary poking her head around the corner of the mail room having felt the tremor from Dawn's collision with the door. Will she insist that Dawn move in with Hanna Dingdon? I agree, KitKat. I think we've seen that dog collar before. But maybe not the pink pants and purple shirt combo. She's sporting the French Tuck look and I don't think that was in style back in Wanders' day.
Dawn -- and this entire story line -- graduates from dumb to dumber. Can't wait to see the ugly bruise she just gave herself. Make it a good one, June. -- Scottie
The Oracle of Charterstone speaks: Dirk will drive her to the ER. Jared, as usual, is lurkin’ and snoopin’ and spyin’ and hopin’, when he spots the seemingly battered Dawn, arriving at Triage with the hulkin’ Dirk. Dawn can’t see Jared without her glasses. When the nurse asks Dawn the now-standard question, “Are you frightened by anyone in your home?”, Jared remembers where he’s seen Dirk before: bringing in several different young women, each with a bruise or laceration! Jared morphs into his secret (and underwhelming) action hero, Luke Skywalker. Dirk defeats Nerdboy, and Nerdboy loses his job. And then, just in case anyone needs sleep, Jared will ask Mary for advice.
Wow! Meg! Great story! I really needed the pick-me-up of you all today. Sitting amid smoke and ashes, we are in a "warning" area for the SoCa fires. Smoke and ash everywhere.
Meg, that was terrific as usual! It made me laugh so heartily that I almost walked into a door. But then I'm not a Weston, so I was able to escape injury. Well done! -- Scottie
Once again, KM disappoints us -- grrr. There's nary a mark on Dawn and no trip to the ER.
Was Dumb Dirk lurking outside the Charterstone lobby, and how many tactless remarks is Dawn willing to swallow? Dirk needs a rap on the head, not a slow-burn "Hmmpf!" (And he's wearing that brown t-shirt again -- ugh.)
MissScarlet, Dirt's the dictionary definition of a meathead. Maybe that's finally dawning on Dawn - she's got him by the throat, sort of. Will she follow through and dump him, or will she wilt if he grabs her for a big smooch?
D & D don't fit in with the Triptides's fans in the background..
Now, now Dawn; there's no need to get physical. The next time Dirt asks you out, you say "No". Remind him that you are vegan now and don't date meat heads.
Oh meg, that's a perfect Mae West remark! Adding to the fun is a cameo appearance by Chin Napkin. We've missed you, Chinny.
Telling Dirt to quit it didn't keep Dawn from going to a burger joint with him (and I bet that's not a plant-based burger on Dawn's plate). Maybe KM has a big Sunday moment waiting in the wings. I'd like to see Dawn heave the napkin holder at Mr. Gorgeous.
Sorry, Gang. I'm with Dirk on this one. The last thing I want, is to be sitting across from someone watching ketchup or mayonnaise drip down their chin. Maybe it's a genetic thing and she can't help it, but still. Gross.
@hmmmm; disagree strongly. If your dining companion needs to know about something on their face, there are many polite, and kinds ways to let them know. However, you may be onto something about the genetic component.
Look back to March 20, 2020: In the early days of the Pandemic, Dawn does not ask permission when she leans across a diner table, Chin Napkin in hand, and gently dabs hamburger goo off of JARED’S CHIN. Now, SHE’S the messy eater and getting all defensive with Dirk about it.
Note from Meg’s husband: pathetic, isn’t she? It was even worse when she talked about Dick Tracy all the time. I fear the inevitable intrusion of Dagwood into our family life (wipes tears from his eyes with Chin Napkin’s small, luncheon-sized cousin, Chin Wipe).
Goodness, a special appearance by Mr. meg! This is a red-letter day.
Good heavens, Dawn's vision must be terrible if she can't see what's right in front of her. Is Wilbur aware of this? (Never mind, Wilbur's only aware of Wilbur.) I'm surprised that Dirt didn't say "You're blind as a bat! I'll call you Bat Girl!"
If D & D were at the Bum Boat instead of Greasy Spoon City, Mary could have come to their table and decked Dirt while Jeff held her sweater.
Okay, let's guess. Does Dawn's expression imply that she's finally figured out what a creep Dirk is or is she simply wondering how she's going to find the Ladies Room without her glasses? Yeah, I thought so.
Suddenly, a process server jumps out from behind the booth. “In the name of the State of California, and of my client, the Honourable Mrs. Mary Worth, I hereby demand that you cease and desist from using the .term ‘let me tell you a story’ which is reserved exclusively for the use of Mrs. Worth!” Dirk: “Thanks a lot, Law Boy.”
Oh, my....he has a story. What could it be? He was abused as a child by someone who wore glasses? He used to wear glasses but he was bullied, so he had Lasix surgery? He was told as a child that nothing was ever his fault and that he could do no wrong? He hooked up on Tinder and his date looked nothing like her picture? Oh, the horror!
Way to start the week... A teaser that a story is forthcoming. I fear the story will be drawn out, with Dawn pausing to gulp back tears by Wednesday. NO story explains this cretin's behavior, and the fact that he thinks a story will somehow absolve him for behaving like a cretin makes me wish Mary would show up wearing a superhero cape and deploy Dirk to Southern California to help with firefighting.
Friends, I can't get past Dirk's parents being "successful pharmacists." Does that mean no persons for whom the Tandys filled prescriptions died? Did they earn millions of dollars compared to the pittance earned by unsuccessful pharmacists?
Good point, KitKat - that's too funny. Okay, so poor Dirk was a privileged kid whose parents divorced. Wow, that's a unique situation, Dirk. I'm sure no other kid had to experience such trauma. Dawn, this might be a good time to jump in with the fact that your parents divorced when you were a kid, and that your mother is a rich, you-know-what, who never wanted anything to do with you. Sorry, Dirk, you're going to have to dial this pitiful story up a few notches. Oh, and as for the "You'll do as I say" business? I suppose you'll blame that on your parents too. News flash, Dirk, that's what parents always say. Often with the caveat, "Because I said so."
Dirt continues: I never felt like I fit in. Always felt like my parents didn't care about me. So now I am mean and call people names so they will feel as bad as I do. Let's lay money on whether Dawn cries on Wednesday, as @Louise has suggested.
Well, no tears today. Just a wistful sigh. Ah, poor me. So now what happens? Mutual comfort? I didn't hear an apology or an explanation from Dirt. We just gonna let his boorish behavior go?
Until Dawn moved to Santa Royale to be with Wilbur, who apparently is so worthy of scorn even those who might have bullied Dawn took pity on her. Where IS this story going? Two sad sacks....
If the Charterstone Jukebox was still operational, we could request "Lookin' for Love in All the Wrong Places" for Dawn.
Thus, Dirt and Dawn bond over being from broken homes, neglected by their battling parents, and bullied by their peers. What better way to begin a healthy relationship?
Dirk: My parents fought a lot, and I couldn't handle it. Dawn: I see your fighting parents, and raise you a hateful mother. Dirk: I see your hateful mother, and raise you a cold father. Dawn: I see your cold father, and raise you a father that spent a month at a resort while I thought he was dead. Dirk: You win, nerdgirl.
Dirk: ‘‘And I was never allowed to have a cool Hallowe’en costume. I was always forced to wear a pharmacist’s white coat while the other kids had cool costumes like Spider-Man or a pirate. Although when I was 12 my dad got me a Patriots number 12 jersey. My mom said I looked just like Tom Brady, only with pimples.” Dawn: “Omigosh, what time is it? I don’t wanna be late for my vegan awards banquet- and I have burgers on my breath! Bye- see you sometime.”
Thunderheels and meg, those were hilarious comments - huzzah!
Tomorrow: Dirk and Dawn wander aimlessly at Santa Royale Super Duper Mall: Dawn: "I'm back to my contacts - hallelujah!" Dirk: "I guess I can't call you 'Nerdgirl' anymore. I'll call you 'Rag Doll' because your hair always looks like you cut it with pinking shears!"
If Dawn is so severely visually impaired and prone to eye irritation, perhaps she should consult an ophthalmologist. But that’s harder to spell. And Dirk will think up another demeaning nickname, anyway.
It looks like Mary won't be needed to advise Dawn, thank heaven. We don't have to hear her tell Dawn to just wait until she can again wear her contact lenses, and then she'll be eligible to marry Dirk! Now let's move on.
KitKat's comment two for the day: Mr. KitKat and I were discussing Dirk's parents being "successful pharmacists." Mr. K. remarked that they might have been selling drugs on the street, which would've been both lucrative and a source of tax-free income.
Oh, Mr. K! What a wise and witty interpretation of the “successful pharmacists!” But, sadly, I must warn you: that would be interesting, and interesting is not part of the Mary Worth mission statement. Tsk!
The Comics Curmudgeon had such a great comment today that I want to share it with all of you. “Wilbur walking back from the airport, wearing a sombrero, arms loaded with luggage, clumsily bumps into Dirk knocking him in front of a city bus is probably the only solution to this story line that doesn’t require real insight.” –Hibbleton
Oh, I just had a horrible thought! (As opposed to the benign, warm-hearted ones I usually have.). What if Dirk is an addict? That might explain his red-faced angry attempted domination of Dawn.
I doubt we'll see "Dirk Goes to a Twelve Step Program" in the Moyzone, meg. BTW, I wonder if Dawn knows that Mary has taken over "Ask Wendy" for her father. Dawn may not even know that Wilbur writes it.
Doesn't Dawn have Jared saved as a contact in her phone, or is Jared (who still resembles Harpo Marx) one of those people who always says "It's [name]!" He doesn't know how to hold a mobile phone, either. Say, wouldn't it be a coincidence if Dirk Dirt is Jess's abusive ex?
The pink people have infiltrated Northview Hospital's cafe.
Jared also strangely resembles Mark Zuckerberg! I think that Jess was mugged and robbed, rather than having been brutalized by an ex. But…maybe Dirk was the brutal mugger (who then used Jess’s cash to buy drugs). Hope the miserable foursome go rock climbing at Piccadee Falls!
Oh...@KitKat, it would be great if Dirt had been Jess' assailant; so of course, it won't happen. Also, either Dirt doesn't climb rocks, or he will go and be insufferable, rude, pushy and arrogant.
So, the latter; arrogant, pushy, rude...and Jared doesn't want to appear jealous. Sure, everyone wants a boyfriend who is demeaning and demanding. But I don't think we can expect Dawn to figure this out, so it will have to be Jared and Jess to the rescue.
Yeah, Jared, Dawn seems happy, so don’t say anything to her about your misgivings. She wouldn’t listen, anyway. You can wait until she’s wheeled in to your ER.
Dirk: "So, Jared, tell me how you did it." Jared: "Did what?" Dirk: "You know. Trained your girlfriend to keep her mouth shut and just sit there with that vacuous look on her face."
Dirt goes on to prove he's every bit as obnoxious as we think he is. Meanwhile, Dawn and Jared continue to vie for the title of 'most self effacing'. Clearly, Jess wins that one, hands down.
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«Oldest ‹Older 2801 – 2871 of 2871Pretty soon Dirt is going to have to admit that he doesn't remember her name.
"Dirt" -- appropriate zinger, Miss Scarlet!
1. As Dawn "goes without," will she crash into someone while driving a car, riding a bike, inline skating, running, or walking at a brisk pace?
2. Will the someone be Mary; Mr. Alora; Eve, Saul, Max, and Greta; Jared Mylo, or Dirk Dirt himself (poetic justice!)
Dawn and Dirk go on a hike at Picadee Falls, where Dawn nearsightedly falls over the edge. Dirk laughs uproariously while Dawn grasps at a trailing vine. “Wow, you’re really clumsy, Nerdgirl!”
The foreshadowing is so loud that we are covering our ears waiting for the bang.
"As Dawn leaves for another date with Dirk" -- what day is it? I think we may have seen Dawn's outfit, including that choker, before. I miss Wanders and his "Please recycle here" insertions [sigh]?
I assume this is the Charterstone lobby, which means Mary will instantly materialize and accompany Dawn to Northview Hospital, where Dawn will run into nerdboy Jared Mylo.
Well, that didn't take long. Was Dawn planning on driving without her glasses? Yikes. Although it would have been fun to see her mowing Ian down in the parking lot. Tomorrow we'll see Mary poking her head around the corner of the mail room having felt the tremor from Dawn's collision with the door. Will she insist that Dawn move in with Hanna Dingdon?
I agree, KitKat. I think we've seen that dog collar before. But maybe not the pink pants and purple shirt combo. She's sporting the French Tuck look and I don't think that was in style back in Wanders' day.
Dawn -- and this entire story line -- graduates from dumb to dumber. Can't wait to see the ugly bruise she just gave herself. Make it a good one, June. -- Scottie
The Oracle of Charterstone speaks: Dirk will drive her to the ER. Jared, as usual, is lurkin’ and snoopin’ and spyin’ and hopin’, when he spots the seemingly battered Dawn, arriving at Triage with the hulkin’ Dirk. Dawn can’t see Jared without her glasses. When the nurse asks Dawn the now-standard question, “Are you frightened by anyone in your home?”, Jared remembers where he’s seen Dirk before: bringing in several different young women, each with a bruise or laceration! Jared morphs into his secret (and underwhelming) action hero, Luke Skywalker. Dirk defeats Nerdboy, and Nerdboy loses his job.
And then, just in case anyone needs sleep, Jared will ask Mary for advice.
Wow! Meg! Great story! I really needed the pick-me-up of you all today. Sitting amid smoke and ashes, we are in a "warning" area for the SoCa fires. Smoke and ash everywhere.
Meg, that was terrific as usual! It made me laugh so heartily that I almost walked into a door. But then I'm not a Weston, so I was able to escape injury. Well done! -- Scottie
Once again, KM disappoints us -- grrr. There's nary a mark on Dawn and no trip to the ER.
Was Dumb Dirk lurking outside the Charterstone lobby, and how many tactless remarks is Dawn willing to swallow? Dirk needs a rap on the head, not a slow-burn "Hmmpf!" (And he's wearing that brown t-shirt again -- ugh.)
Does Dirt remind anyone else of a meathead?
MissScarlet, Dirt's the dictionary definition of a meathead. Maybe that's finally dawning on Dawn - she's got him by the throat, sort of. Will she follow through and dump him, or will she wilt if he grabs her for a big smooch?
D & D don't fit in with the Triptides's fans in the background..
Could Dawn be starting to show signs of sticking up for herself? I doubt it, but I remain hopeful.
Is that Jared in the background with the plaid jacket and a watch cap? Maybe there’s still hope for Nerd v. Meathead action?
Now, now Dawn; there's no need to get physical. The next time Dirt asks you out, you say "No". Remind him that you are vegan now and don't date meat heads.
Mary is overdue for an entry here....
Is that a French fry in your hand, Dirk, or are you just annoyed to see me?
Oh meg, that's a perfect Mae West remark! Adding to the fun is a cameo appearance by Chin Napkin. We've missed you, Chinny.
Telling Dirt to quit it didn't keep Dawn from going to a burger joint with him (and I bet that's not a plant-based burger on Dawn's plate). Maybe KM has a big Sunday moment waiting in the wings. I'd like to see Dawn heave the napkin holder at Mr. Gorgeous.
Sorry, Gang. I'm with Dirk on this one. The last thing I want, is to be sitting across from someone watching ketchup or mayonnaise drip down their chin. Maybe it's a genetic thing and she can't help it, but still. Gross.
Oh, oh...we've left annoying and stupid and are heading straight into abusive territory. Jared! Stat!
@hmmmm; disagree strongly. If your dining companion needs to know about something on their face, there are many polite, and kinds ways to let them know. However, you may be onto something about the genetic component.
Look back to March 20, 2020:
In the early days of the Pandemic, Dawn does not ask permission when she leans across a diner table, Chin Napkin in hand, and gently dabs hamburger goo off of JARED’S CHIN. Now, SHE’S the messy eater and getting all defensive with Dirk about it.
Note from Meg’s husband: pathetic, isn’t she? It was even worse when she talked about Dick Tracy all the time. I fear the inevitable intrusion of Dagwood into our family life (wipes tears from his eyes with Chin Napkin’s small, luncheon-sized cousin, Chin Wipe).
Goodness, a special appearance by Mr. meg! This is a red-letter day.
Good heavens, Dawn's vision must be terrible if she can't see what's right in front of her. Is Wilbur aware of this? (Never mind, Wilbur's only aware of Wilbur.) I'm surprised that Dirt didn't say "You're blind as a bat! I'll call you Bat Girl!"
If D & D were at the Bum Boat instead of Greasy Spoon City, Mary could have come to their table and decked Dirt while Jeff held her sweater.
Okay, let's guess. Does Dawn's expression imply that she's finally figured out what a creep Dirk is or is she simply wondering how she's going to find the Ladies Room without her glasses? Yeah, I thought so.
Are we still going with “jerk”? Or can we up the diagnosis? Sociopath or Psychopath?
I vote for controlling abuser. Now we will see just how dumb Dawn is. What is this, their third date?
"If you hadn't worn glasses, I wouldn't have called you that! So, it's your fault!"
Dawn wearing glasses made her look so different that it discombobulated him? This guy has all kinds of problems. Dawn should be running for the hills.
Suddenly, a process server jumps out from behind the booth. “In the name of the State of California, and of my client, the Honourable Mrs. Mary Worth, I hereby demand that you cease and desist from using the .term ‘let me tell you a story’ which is reserved exclusively for the use of Mrs. Worth!”
Dirk: “Thanks a lot, Law Boy.”
"So you see, Dawn, I'M the real victim here. You owe me an apology."
"Oh, Dirk, I'm so sorry. Please forgive me!"
"No." -- Scottie
Oh, my....he has a story. What could it be? He was abused as a child by someone who wore glasses? He used to wear glasses but he was bullied, so he had Lasix surgery? He was told as a child that nothing was ever his fault and that he could do no wrong? He hooked up on Tinder and his date looked nothing like her picture? Oh, the horror!
Way to start the week... A teaser that a story is forthcoming. I fear the story will be drawn out, with Dawn pausing to gulp back tears by Wednesday. NO story explains this cretin's behavior, and the fact that he thinks a story will somehow absolve him for behaving like a cretin makes me wish Mary would show up wearing a superhero cape and deploy Dirk to Southern California to help with firefighting.
Friends, I can't get past Dirk's parents being "successful pharmacists." Does that mean no persons for whom the Tandys filled prescriptions died? Did they earn millions of dollars compared to the pittance earned by unsuccessful pharmacists?
"My parents called me 'Nerdboy'!!! SOB!!! Can you imagine the pain I went through?" -- Scottie
Good point, KitKat - that's too funny. Okay, so poor Dirk was a privileged kid whose parents divorced. Wow, that's a unique situation, Dirk. I'm sure no other kid had to experience such trauma. Dawn, this might be a good time to jump in with the fact that your parents divorced when you were a kid, and that your mother is a rich, you-know-what, who never wanted anything to do with you. Sorry, Dirk, you're going to have to dial this pitiful story up a few notches. Oh, and as for the "You'll do as I say" business? I suppose you'll blame that on your parents too. News flash, Dirk, that's what parents always say. Often with the caveat, "Because I said so."
Dirt continues: I never felt like I fit in. Always felt like my parents didn't care about me. So now I am mean and call people names so they will feel as bad as I do. Let's lay money on whether Dawn cries on Wednesday, as @Louise has suggested.
Dirk=Piece of Work
Well, no tears today. Just a wistful sigh. Ah, poor me. So now what happens? Mutual comfort? I didn't hear an apology or an explanation from Dirt. We just gonna let his boorish behavior go?
Until Dawn moved to Santa Royale to be with Wilbur, who apparently is so worthy of scorn even those who might have bullied Dawn took pity on her. Where IS this story going? Two sad sacks....
If the Charterstone Jukebox was still operational, we could request "Lookin' for Love in All the Wrong Places" for Dawn.
Thus, Dirt and Dawn bond over being from broken homes, neglected by their battling parents, and bullied by their peers. What better way to begin a healthy relationship?
Dirk: My parents fought a lot, and I couldn't handle it.
Dawn: I see your fighting parents, and raise you a hateful mother. Dirk: I see your hateful mother, and raise you a cold father.
Dawn: I see your cold father, and raise you a father that spent a month at a resort while I thought he was dead.
Dirk: You win, nerdgirl.
And you win, Thunderheels, the Comment of the Day Award. Nice job!
"Oh, Dirk, I feel so bad for you. Please feel free to abuse me all you want."
"Thanks, Walk-Over Girl. Let's celebrate with some bacon." -- Scottie
This makes no sense at all. We are deep in the Moyzone now.
Dirk: ‘‘And I was never allowed to have a cool Hallowe’en costume. I was always forced to wear a pharmacist’s white coat while the other kids had cool costumes like Spider-Man or a pirate. Although when I was 12 my dad got me a Patriots number 12 jersey. My mom said I looked just like Tom Brady, only with pimples.”
Dawn: “Omigosh, what time is it? I don’t wanna be late for my vegan awards banquet- and I have burgers on my breath! Bye- see you sometime.”
Thunderheels and meg, those were hilarious comments - huzzah!
Tomorrow: Dirk and Dawn wander aimlessly at Santa Royale Super Duper Mall:
Dawn: "I'm back to my contacts - hallelujah!"
Dirk: "I guess I can't call you 'Nerdgirl' anymore. I'll call you 'Rag Doll' because your hair always looks like you cut it with pinking shears!"
This nonsensical interlude brought to you by Lasix and NuVu.
If Dawn is so severely visually impaired and prone to eye irritation, perhaps she should consult an ophthalmologist. But that’s harder to spell. And Dirk will think up another demeaning nickname, anyway.
It looks like Mary won't be needed to advise Dawn, thank heaven. We don't have to hear her tell Dawn to just wait until she can again wear her contact lenses, and then she'll be eligible to marry Dirk! Now let's move on.
KitKat's comment two for the day: Mr. KitKat and I were discussing Dirk's parents being "successful pharmacists." Mr. K. remarked that they might have been selling drugs on the street, which would've been both lucrative and a source of tax-free income.
Oh, Mr. K! What a wise and witty interpretation of the “successful pharmacists!” But, sadly, I must warn you: that would be interesting, and interesting is not part of the Mary Worth mission statement. Tsk!
The Comics Curmudgeon had such a great comment today that I want to share it with all of you.
“Wilbur walking back from the airport, wearing a sombrero, arms loaded with luggage, clumsily bumps into Dirk knocking him in front of a city bus is probably the only solution to this story line that doesn’t require real insight.” –Hibbleton
Oh, I just had a horrible thought! (As opposed to the benign, warm-hearted ones I usually have.). What if Dirk is an addict? That might explain his red-faced angry attempted domination of Dawn.
I doubt we'll see "Dirk Goes to a Twelve Step Program" in the Moyzone, meg. BTW, I wonder if Dawn knows that Mary has taken over "Ask Wendy" for her father. Dawn may not even know that Wilbur writes it.
Doesn't Dawn have Jared saved as a contact in her phone, or is Jared (who still resembles Harpo Marx) one of those people who always says "It's [name]!" He doesn't know how to hold a mobile phone, either. Say, wouldn't it be a coincidence if Dirk Dirt is Jess's abusive ex?
The pink people have infiltrated Northview Hospital's cafe.
Jared also strangely resembles Mark Zuckerberg! I think that Jess was mugged and robbed, rather than having been brutalized by an ex. But…maybe Dirk was the brutal mugger (who then used Jess’s cash to buy drugs). Hope the miserable foursome go rock climbing at Piccadee Falls!
And I wonder if Dirk’s drug of choice might be steroids?
Oh...@KitKat, it would be great if Dirt had been Jess' assailant; so of course, it won't happen. Also, either Dirt doesn't climb rocks, or he will go and be insufferable, rude, pushy and arrogant.
Maybe Jared will have to rescue Dirk! “Take my hand!…Oopsies.”
So, the latter; arrogant, pushy, rude...and Jared doesn't want to appear jealous. Sure, everyone wants a boyfriend who is demeaning and demanding. But I don't think we can expect Dawn to figure this out, so it will have to be Jared and Jess to the rescue.
Insufferable, rude, pushy and arrogant - you called it, MissScarlet. And he's still calling her "Nerdgirl."
And for today’s red flag, gaslighting!
Big surprise! Dirt's also a liar. Will Jared call him on it? That would be exciting, so probably not.
When Dirk calls Dawn "Babe," is her referring to as a pig?
Earth to Jess: Jared still has a thing for Dawn.
Yeah, Jared, Dawn seems happy, so don’t say anything to her about your misgivings. She wouldn’t listen, anyway. You can wait until she’s wheeled in to your ER.
That's it? I've been up all night waiting for the intense climbing match between Jared and Dirk. I want my money back.
Next up: Dirt allows no vegan food on the table. Meat sodas all around!
Jess is a real talker, isn't she?
Dawn's vegan except when she's with Dirk Dirt - sheesh. Does he only pick up the check when beef was eaten?
Dirk: "So, Jared, tell me how you did it."
Jared: "Did what?"
Dirk: "You know. Trained your girlfriend to keep her mouth shut and just sit there with that vacuous look on her face."
Dirt goes on to prove he's every bit as obnoxious as we think he is. Meanwhile, Dawn and Jared continue to vie for the title of 'most self effacing'. Clearly, Jess wins that one, hands down.
hmmm, your comment above is priceless!
Wow, Dawn's a messy eater even when she wears her contacts.
Okay, Moy, we get it already. Let's move this along to its no doubt unexciting conclusion. -- Scottie
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