tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1370484496614447605.post8602759924462926902..comments2024-03-27T21:28:52.343-04:00Comments on Mary Worth and Me: Mary Worth 2161Wandershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11411177284399969610noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1370484496614447605.post-25479325946195429672015-10-13T09:18:44.725-04:002015-10-13T09:18:44.725-04:00Better check the bedroom, Toby, and don't forg...Better check the bedroom, Toby, and don't forget to look under the bed.....'nuff said. carlnepahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05840845700615739547noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1370484496614447605.post-6772283432125920742015-10-12T23:19:55.745-04:002015-10-12T23:19:55.745-04:00Toby, I'm sick of your Splak!Toby, I'm sick of your Splak!Ian Cameronnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1370484496614447605.post-1609849226180722322015-10-12T23:19:09.873-04:002015-10-12T23:19:09.873-04:00@Chin Napkin Groupie: My thoughts exactly! The rea...@Chin Napkin Groupie: My thoughts exactly! The real surprise for me was that Ian hasn’t changed the locks. I sure would’ve! Sheesh!<br /><br />Mary’s passive-aggressive comment of the day:<br />“There, there, dear. Go sit down on the couch. Take a load off. Have a margarita. I’m sure Ian will be <b>so glad</b> that you’ve finally come back home. That’s why he’s out having drinks with Hilton Dawn Weston's Evil Twinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1370484496614447605.post-83394539244212872002015-10-12T18:28:02.938-04:002015-10-12T18:28:02.938-04:00Elaine, I'm glad you said that was the door. I...Elaine, I'm glad you said that was the door. I thought her neck had snapped somehow.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1370484496614447605.post-48355267260019819532015-10-12T13:23:43.232-04:002015-10-12T13:23:43.232-04:00If I were Ian, I would have changed the locks by n...If I were Ian, I would have changed the locks by now.Chin Napkin Groupienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1370484496614447605.post-38326526237358214502015-10-12T13:05:02.949-04:002015-10-12T13:05:02.949-04:00Whew! What a relief! I've been verkempt for th...Whew! What a relief! I've been verkempt for the past 2 weeks, worrying that Toby might actually ditch poor Dr. Cameron. He'd be so lonely and helpless without Toby. Thank you, Mary, for your wise words which will help your friends realize their full relationship potential!76VDubbernoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1370484496614447605.post-83613459490977739442015-10-12T10:26:34.008-04:002015-10-12T10:26:34.008-04:00Toby walks into her studio (I.e. the guest bedroom...Toby walks into her studio (I.e. the guest bedroom) and discovers that her modeling compound has dried out, and her tools have not been cleaned. More evidence that Ian is still insensitive to her needs. After all, he should have known what needed to be done, and he ignored it because her art has no worth for him. In a Hedda Gabler rage, she destroys the manuscript he's been slaving over fauxprofhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06517754643773601799noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1370484496614447605.post-18081826494697047602015-10-12T10:07:12.798-04:002015-10-12T10:07:12.798-04:00When I find myself in times of trouble
neighbor Ma...When I find myself in times of trouble<br />neighbor Mary comforts me<br />speaking words of nonsense<br />Let Ian be, let him be.<br />Also "Don't walk away from something great."Yahoonskihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03845597678300067750noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1370484496614447605.post-54881234674151041182015-10-12T10:03:34.339-04:002015-10-12T10:03:34.339-04:00What a snooze-fest. If there was ANY creativity d...What a snooze-fest. If there was ANY creativity displayed in the story lines at any point, there could be an interesting twist awaiting Toby. Instead, we will certainly be subjected to another underwhelming conclusion to what was an underwhelming little exercise in time wasting for all. Zzzzzzzzzzzz.NotARobotnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1370484496614447605.post-59175496850359743592015-10-12T09:23:32.440-04:002015-10-12T09:23:32.440-04:00It was the coffee and popcorn that chaged Toby'...It was the coffee and popcorn that chaged Toby's mind.Delilahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04305544600791569495noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1370484496614447605.post-42877722992508954242015-10-12T09:06:19.535-04:002015-10-12T09:06:19.535-04:00Why did Toby put on a jacket to walk down the hall...Why did Toby put on a jacket to walk down the hall? She could have kept her pajamas on. That alone might surprise Ian.KitKatnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1370484496614447605.post-80187778363157608612015-10-12T08:35:46.334-04:002015-10-12T08:35:46.334-04:00That feels like a rather ominous 'click' o...That feels like a rather ominous 'click' of the door. Toby, you won't be leaving again. Ever.Elainehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09394110726844369758noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1370484496614447605.post-25645388172446147532015-10-12T07:39:21.652-04:002015-10-12T07:39:21.652-04:00But she DID speak with him...But she DID speak with him...Dimensionalotternoreply@blogger.com