Classic addict denial going on here. Her assurance that she's cured is so over the top that it won't be more than 24 hours before Dawn is online again! 24 hours! I mean only an addict would act like this, pretending everything is fine when she has no reason on earth to even think she's been cured. I'm sure Wilbur is on red alert. Tough love, Wilbur. Tough love. The Internet drove Dawn to the brink of absolute insanity. Even you aren't so dim as to think you've magically cured your daughter with your magic kite. Today's Full Strip
No comments, and it's 9:55 pm! Have we become so brain-numb by this storyline that we can't even plead for Jill or B?BJ? to return?
ReplyDeleteBrain-numb? No, we're pretty much brain-dead. How could we not be after this tedium (and for all we know, it's not over yet)! But you see, the problem is not the terrible artistry or the abysmal writing, the problem is "within us." Gaah! Who talks like that? Any sane person would, like George Constanza, say, "Hey, it's me, not you!" Moy, Giella, make these two clowns go back to their respective twitter machines and mayonnaise sandwiches and get a juice story going already.
ReplyDeleteLove the body language Wilbur is showing here in this panel. Of course holding the kite but with his chest bowed out and other hand awkwardly in a sort of T.Rex arm positioning. Very weird. That and the shirt unbuttoned far enough to display chest hair. Creepy meter rating? I'm saying 8 of a possible 10. But then maybe Dawn just smells bad after all the vigorous kiting.
ReplyDeleteI suggest "Is That All There Is?" (Peggy Lee) for the jukebox, especially if, uh, that's all there is to this story line.
ReplyDeleteNo way can she be cured! Mary hasn't meddled her well yet!
ReplyDeleteAmanda Kate, my thoughts exactly. This has all helped to make it clear that Wilbur needs Mary's help.
ReplyDeleteMary will later find him not eating and realize the depths of Wilbur's pain at being unable to help Dawn.
So... we had an intervention... kinda... and Mary Worth *wasn't* involved??!! How can MW keep her gold meddle, or as Li'l Abner put it, "America's favorite old busybody", or something like that?
ReplyDeleteDo not underestimate Wilbur's capacity for delusion.
ReplyDeleteI love this! Dawn keeps saying "this story is about me" and then Wilbur replies with "I agree, this story is about us" over and over again...
ReplyDeleteFrankly, I find it hard to comment on this story line because the relationship between Dawn and Wilbur creeps me out.
ReplyDeleteI agree, @Syndi. I really didn't think that Dawn and Wilbur had a creepy relationship until we started seeing all this kite-flying, tummy-hugging, photo-morphing, 'are WE good now?' stuff going on. Whew, Dawn should have stuck with Twitter, at least the creepsters would have been virtual.
ReplyDeleteI think Moy was abused as a child.
ReplyDelete@ Anonymous 11:20 am: You have nailed it. Her father probably had a combover, too. And a ham sandwich fetish. And when there was no ham or mayo or bread in the house ... run, Karen! Run like the wind!
ReplyDeleteAm I the only one that has the heebie-jeebies, not because of the weird relationship between Dawn and Wilbur, but because of Dawn's grotesquely long left arm? Seriously, either Wilbur has some odd-ball changeling blood in him that allows him to become instantaneously thinner through the torso, or Dawn's arm is about five feet long to reach all the way around Wilbur's fat self and have the fingers sticking way out between his body and right arm.
ReplyDelete--wheelhead
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I hope the car isn't in motion in Thursday's first frame--Wilbur doens't appear to be holding on to the steering wheel.
ReplyDeleteMy 6 year old asked Wednesday why Wilbur's head keeps changing size. And yes, he called him Wilbur.
@Peggy Olson--I think the lack of early comments are due to Dawn being away flying a kite. Comments should pick right back up once Wilbur drops her off near her personal communication device or data processign unit (phone or laptop to those not in the Worthverse).
... like your mother. I'm really beginning to worry about things between us.
ReplyDeleteI'd rather be shopping at Maisies right now.
ReplyDeleteI don't think Moy was abused as a child. But I am convinced she was severely neglected and most likely left all alone locked in some house for prolonged periods of time. That might explain some aspects of her fragile grasp of reality.
ReplyDeleteWill Dawn still be startled by what she sees in the mirror?
ReplyDeleteJust one moment here!
ReplyDeleteHow long has this two-panel strip nonsense been going on?
It seems to have snuck up on me, and from a quality control perspective, this is really lax inattention and poor work ethic. Sure, they're bad, but don't we at least merit a greater quantity of them?
I think it is fitting that the word "oy" is part of the name Moy, as that is usually what I say after reading these strips.
ReplyDeleteGeez Louise, Wilbur's car is as wide as a city bus! It's so wide they could continue flying the kites inside the car if he turned on the A/C!
ReplyDeleteEnough with the hugs and self-assurances. Sunday is the first day of Spring. What better way to celebrate than with a pool party! Please??
ReplyDeleteThere must have been a shaman in that park for Dawn to have been cured so fast.
ReplyDeleteWow, Wilbur is FAST! He should have been the one that cured B/BJ?'s shopping addiction & Jill's alcoholism.
ReplyDeleteDawn's NEW online addiction-- googling searches for:
ReplyDeletepurple kites...paper kites...nylon kites...flying kites with dads...prettiest kites...SCARIEST locations to fly kites...how to catch boys with kites...etc,etc..
Geez, if I had known how cheesy this strip was going to be (as if the last few days weren't) I would have just slept in... or deleted my Daily Ink before opening...
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