Yes, Jeff, it certainly is! Lydia's death couldn't have been better timed. 
Huh? Wait a minute? I'm not sure I understand why Ted is so relieved not to have to split the check. He should have at least feigned a desire to pay: "Jeff, please allow me to write a very impressive number on a napkin and leave it as a tip."Today's Full Strip
I'm agog at the way Ted is able to teleport himself into a gloomy room and then instantly shuttle back into the Golden Corridor.
ReplyDeleteAt last -- a crack in Ted's facade.
ReplyDeleteIf he can't split the check, how will be fulfill the impressive number he pledged to Jeff's charity? It'll be six months until he has his mits on Adrian's credit cards. No wonder he wanted to elope!
Forgive me for being as old as Mary, but 40 years ago I wasn't and this guy looks like a clone of one of her characters back then, who was a major con artist she was stuck on.
ReplyDeleteI was struck by the resmblence several days ago when he first showed up. Funny the things which stick in your memory. Don't think they should replay both the character image and story though.
Ted, would you at least pay for the tip? Waiter McSnooty worked his tail off tonight bringing you all endless glasses of wine and cups of coffee. And he works hard at two other restaurants. Man up, fer cryin' out loud!
ReplyDeleteMaybe Ted's impressive napkin number was actually in cents and not dollars.
ReplyDeleteI wouldn't mind picking up the check for that dinner, myself. Four glasses of water, one glass of wine, two coffees, and Adrian's spoonful of plain yougurt? Why not? The way they keep playing musical chairs is making me dizzy, though.
ReplyDeleteTed changed jackets again.
ReplyDeleteMary is glad the dinner is over, cause she left her Beano at home. Better roll down the windows, Jeff!
ReplyDeleteYou are right, Vicki. I am sure Waiter McSnooty won't be bringing free apertifs to table 4.
ReplyDeleteOh and PS, somehow I feel closer to you all fellow ?MW and Me" fellow bloggers. I am about to make this my home page, rather than that dreadful Sanya Royale Fan Club site, where my login and passowrd is as safe as Tobys.
So basically we've gone from one internet-borne con-man storyline to another since last year, with a tale of an emotionally-abusive daddy in between for a "breather"?
ReplyDeleteOh, Moy! You crafty minx! I can't wait for fall, when you treat us to a story about a con man who uses the internet!