I get a little chuckle from today's strip because this used to be one of Mrs. Wanders' catch phrases: "What a crock." But I asked her to stop. In my mind, there are too many scatological implications to the phrase. I can't help but picture a large crock pot, sitting on our kitchen counter... simmering... Oh, it's just too disgusting. I'm not chuckling anymore, Jill; I'm gagging. Thanks for ruining breakfast.Today's Full Strip
Jill has so many issues to deal with. I have a feeling she is not well liked at Mountview.
ReplyDeleteAnd in panel one, she is back to the hooch! On top of her bad posture.
Oh dear! It looks like Mary's teeth are about to fall out over this one.
ReplyDeleteI think she's trying to keep her fangs from springing too soon. Best to wait until no one but Jill is around...
ReplyDeleteJeff, surprisingly, doesn't look quite as horrified as one might expect. Could it be he's in secret agreement with that sentiment, especially after being turned down by Mary??
ReplyDeleteOH! WAIT! I MISSPOKE! IT'S ACTUALLY A TUREEN! CROCKS ARE CERAMIC! THIS APPEARS TO BE ENAMELLED CAST IRON! MY MISTAKE! CARRY ON, JEFF!
ReplyDeleteOh no! With just one look, Jill ("Medusa") has turned Dr. Jeff ("No-Neck") Corey into stone!
ReplyDeleteDoes anyone else thnk that the good Dr. Jeff is still prattling on as Jill uses her scissor hands to clip his tie?
ReplyDeleteAnd for those looking for the moral in today's first panel, it's that if you stand up for someone in a meeting at work, you too can sit at the head table at their rehearsal dinner.
I for one am going to look for someone to help at work as soon as I finish eating my corned beef sandwich (with corned beef-- ironically enough--made in a crockpot).
Yes, pontificators who wear orange suits are often unaware of the true pulse of the crowd. Dr. Jeff loves to hear himself talk ... speeches, marriage proposals, benedictions, anything. I can't wait to hear his father-of-the-bride speech at the actual wedding reception. How can he top this one?
ReplyDeleteI'm dying to hear Jill's sad tale of woe, and find out why she's so down on marriage. How much longer will we have to wait?
ReplyDeleteWhat is it about the words "sacred union" that Jeff likes so much? He's used the term twice in the space of only two sentences. I think HE'S the one who's plastered, the way he's rambling with that toast.
ReplyDeleteAs noted in your keen observations, this is the strangest rehearsal dinner ever. Please note for the record that Jill is the only one who has properly recognized all that is happening before her is a CROCK !!
ReplyDeleteIt seems the guests have mostly left, just when things are getting interesting with Jill's declaration of crockiness!
ReplyDeleteThey'll be so disappointed.
By the way, I'm loving the flying saucer chandelier above Mary's head! It's uh...really something.
Yes, Dave and Trixietrudy, Jeff can indeed go on repeating his bland aphorisms through virtually anything: a complete rearrangement of seating (I'm guessing the waiters simply picked him and moved him, still standing and gesticulating), the departure of all the strangers and friends/family (what family? isn't everyone dead or in Vietnam?) who just dropped in for the open bar and dancing, Jill's little outbursts; Jeff will not be stopped when he's on a roll!
ReplyDeleteAdrian wanted a traditional wedding:
ReplyDeleteWhite dress - check
Veil - check
Conservative wedding invites - check
Dance with Daddy - check
Drunk girl at the rehearsal - check
So far, so good, the wedding is going just as planned.