Ever since I got you that tin can phone on a string, you do nothing but talk to your friends next door. You send them text messages on paper airplanes you throw out the window, and when the birds sit on the string between the two cans, you send tweets.Today's Full Strip
Can't you just forget my scowling over a shot of the hard stuff a few moments ago?
ReplyDeleteI'd so love you to go to a movie with me...
OK, I am seriously creeped out.
I'm past the point of getting creeped out. This was Mary Worth's brilliant advice to Wilbur?? Hound her to death? If I were Dawn's Twitter buddy I'd be telling her it's time to take out a restraining order on Dear Old Dad.
ReplyDelete@Punky - my thoughts exactly! What part of 'NO' doesn't Wilbur get? Until now I just figured he was a weird, lonely guy. Now I think he's a weird, lonely creepster.
ReplyDeleteThose track marks on Wilbur's arm are getting a little out of control. It seems HE'S the one with the problem.
ReplyDelete@Punky and Elaine: My initial thoughts were also of Dawn's potential plans to take out a restraining order on needy, creepy Wilbur. I'm expecting her to change her identity and move out of the country over the next few weeks, inciting her father to a paranoid frenzy the likes of which Charterstone has never seen.
ReplyDeleteHis finger is pointing to Dawn's orange can, so I'm thinking he just wants to take the CAN to the movies, which would prolly be ok if he sneaks it into the Bijou in a jacket pocket. Because.....
ReplyDeleteTALKING to Dawn for two hours during a movie, as Wanders brought up (today's secret msg.) is a BIG a no-no, and can get you beat up! Especially if you were to wear an amoeba shirt!
Dawn's getting worry lines all over her face now that she realizes Wilbur is more dangerous than Twitter.
ReplyDeleteTraditional break-up: "it's not you; it's me."
ReplyDeleteWorthiverse Father/Daughter break-up: "it's not the Internet Wilbur; it's you."
Good point, Vicki. If all he wants to do is talk more, a movie is a terrible thing to suggest. Nothing worse than bad logic within an crushingly dull and now creepy plotline.
ReplyDeleteWilbur, take her to see that Facebook movie.
ReplyDeleteGood one Chester!
ReplyDeleteDawn, get a lock for your door!
ReplyDeleteTake a hint, dude...she doesn't want to go out with you. Creep.
ReplyDeleteomg! wilbur in my face and asking me to a movie now! #creepydads
ReplyDeleteWhat a cruel lie. Nobody in this strip has "stuff to do". Not even on the weekend.
ReplyDeleteWilbur will throw Dawn out to find her own apartment, like he should have a year ago before her "addiction" got out of control. Then Dawn will spend her days lazing in bed, tweeting and poking her friends on facebook, until she runs out of ham and has to get a job at Genius Bar at the Apple Store.
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