Wednesday, December 8, 2010

Mary Worth 914

While Scott and Jeff quietly escort the maid of honor out of the restaurant to drive herself home, I just want to recommend to everyone John Gary's Christmas Album. It's one of my all-time favorites, and very soothing after watching Jill make such a scene at the rehearsal dinner-slash-reception-slash-wedding.

Today's Full Strip

28 comments:

  1. "Save yourself?!?!" Isn't that a touch dramatic, even for Moy? It's not like they are on the Poseidon Adventure. Lord have mercy.

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  2. Finally! Things are getting somewhat interesting.

    How can Adrian choose Jill for her Maid of Honor when she obviously knows nothing about her? Adrian is SUCH a lousy judge of character.

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  3. Orange for men, purple for women - is this the color scheme we can expect to see at the wedding?? No wonder Jill is throwing a hissy fit!

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  4. Cool, wine in aluminum bottles! Perfect for tailgate parties and/or stadium vendors (or rehearsal dinners).

    Is Jill really sprinting out of the rehearsal dinner with that bottle? That is hilarious. Best. Rehearsal. Dinner. Ever!

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  5. I just love how Mary and Adrian have left the table and are standing back and cowering in horror. They look like they're witnessing a murder instead of a socially inept woman making a fool of herself.

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  6. There is no plausible explanation for Jill's extreme behavior. She's a psycho. Period.

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  7. So, why is Jill running away with a bottle of ketchup??? Is she planning on making THAT many Bloody Marys???

    And why can't I tell the difference between Scott and Jeff??? Is it the orange suits???

    Can we have an intervention and a car crash soon, pleeeease?

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  8. Has Jill planted the seed of doubt in Dr. Adrian's noggin?

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  9. It's good that Mary stands ready to fill in for Jill as a bridesmaid. Assuming Adrian doesn't ask for a postponement "to think things over."

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  10. @Toots McGee 9:56 AM: GREAT IDEA! I'll bet it would catch on. But it's a shame they're not serving wine-in-a-box at that dinner; I'd like to see Jill run off with one of those.

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  11. I'm so afraid we're never going to see Jill again. I think the two orange-suited clones are taking her to the alley where they're either going to beat her to a bloody pulp or stuff her in a dumpster - or both! Mary, please DO SOMETHING!!!

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  12. ditto TeacherPatti @ 9:40 - lol!

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  13. "She's hammered! Surely she'll make out with one of us!"

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  14. Running with a box of wine is hard, unless it has a well designed handle (then one might want to run with two to provide better balance).

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  15. @SteveJ23: Yes! Jill can turn ketchup into wine! I've heard that tomato wine is all the rage at Santa Royale weddings this year.

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  16. Scott looks slightly bemused at Jill's drunken rage. He KNOWS his scam to "marry up" to a doctor is almost complete! No way will Adrian back out now, with just 24 hours to go. She wants so badly to feel like a princess (or a queenie!) with her orange and lilac attendants by her side!

    Jill tried to warn you, Adrian!

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  17. I think I see what's going on here. Looking at them side by side, it's fairly obvious that Jill is Scott's twin sister! Who else would know so well what his REAL intentions are? Jill is doing the right thing in warning Adrian. Run, girl run!

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  18. The Drug Cartel newsletter...December 8, 2010 at 1:03 PM

    Is anyone else a wee bit disappointed that this wasn't a bonafide "cat" fight? I mean this was pretty GOOD, but still... some good old fashioned hair pulling and wine-in-the-face throwing would have been awesome!

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  19. I'm with Shmoopie. What if we never see Jill again? What if the orange-suited Pod People make her disappear forever? This story line will never be the same. What drama! What suspense! Will Jill show up "tomorrow" for the wedding??

    Oh, and I predict, down the road, a cozy scene involving teacups and some varied scenery out the window, in which Jeff and Mary tut-tut about the dangers of "imbibing." (I authorize Citizen Cane to rise up and start whacking them.)

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  20. My favorite part is how Jill is mixing her drinks...started on 11/29 with something that looked like a martini, graduated to red wine on 11/30. On 12/3, she was drinking something clear (vodka, gin...?), and reverted back to red wine on 12/6. This is gonna be one nasty hangover...assuming she is even conscious when the wedding finally rolls around.

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  21. @ Steve_J_23 -- The way you can tell the difference between them is that Scott is too cool to wear a stodgy old tie with his orange polyester suit....

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  22. Scott's got this one by the shoulder. He's a trained professional and won't be letting anybody run to her car with a bottle of wine in her hand. Not on his watch.


    That IS Scott isn't it?

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  23. Really, Elaine, it's not orange and purple, the wedding colors are apricot and heliotrope. It's like the very real difference between blush and bashful!

    This story is one of the best we've seen in a long time!

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  24. Oh, Robert, pardon moi! I am so not up on proper color etiquette... ;-)

    This storyline is a dream come true - pinch me, I must be dreaming!!

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  25. Would you like some fries with your ketchup?

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  26. Is it just me or did Scott morph into a Ken doll in panel one? The plastic looking hair, the giant eyebrows, the prominent chin. that looks like a Ken doll to me.

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  27. Keep an eye on Mary's eyebrow. I predict that's where the real action will be.

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  28. WOW! Moy must have had a REALLY bitter divorce!

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