How can something be so creepy and so lame at the same time? Mary again proves herself to be the worst possible advisor for Dawn. "As long as you're OK with spiritual incest, I think it could be a good match for you, dear."
(My jaw dropped at "dead ringer" as well. Does Moy understand what she's writing, or is she just messing with us?)
Dawn: We have a date tomorrow for a picnic,but it's supposed to rain. I don't want to look like a drowned rat.
Mary: We ladies have to keep up the ILLUSION.
Holy crap.
Also disturbing from a purely trivial baking p-o-v: Dawn had better level off that cup of flour or Mary's recipe will be tough. And I would have used a dry measure, not a liquid one.
So true, Dawn. Other than an unhinged man like Jim, no guy would be attracted to you. You have helmet hair, you dress like Mary Worth, you have no direction in life, and you're vacant and boring.
Having bottled up her natural wit all these years, Moy, at last, with her "dead ringer" line, unleashes her jocular side. Soon, look for comments like:
"Anything Jim says is all right with me."
"It's hard to stay mad at Jim. He has such a sisarming smile."
"Jim has invited me to meet his family. His brothers Jerry, Perry, and Terry and his sister Sherry will be there."
There is no doubt in my mind that Moy wrote the words "dead ringer" without being consciously aware of the pun. A gem like that comes from a more fertile mind than Moy's.
Nance, I, too, puzzled over the liquid measuring cup as opposed to the dry measuring cup. Which, I suppose, reveals a lot about the compelling nature of this story and my desire to block the "dead ringer sister attraction" development.
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Mary: Are you OK that Jim has a neurotic, obsessive attachment to you because he thinks you're his reincarnated sister?
Dawn: Sure. What could go wrong?
How can something be so creepy and so lame at the same time? Mary again proves herself to be the worst possible advisor for Dawn. "As long as you're OK with spiritual incest, I think it could be a good match for you, dear."
(My jaw dropped at "dead ringer" as well. Does Moy understand what she's writing, or is she just messing with us?)
Dawn: We have a date tomorrow for a picnic,but it's supposed to rain. I don't want to look like a drowned rat.
Mary: We ladies have to keep up the ILLUSION.
Holy crap.
Also disturbing from a purely trivial baking p-o-v: Dawn had better level off that cup of flour or Mary's recipe will be tough. And I would have used a dry measure, not a liquid one.
When Dawn looks sideways
Her head draws within her neck
Oh, that turtle look.
So true, Dawn. Other than an unhinged man like Jim, no guy would be attracted to you. You have helmet hair, you dress like Mary Worth, you have no direction in life, and you're vacant and boring.
Having bottled up her natural wit all these years, Moy, at last, with her "dead ringer" line, unleashes her jocular side. Soon, look for comments like:
"Anything Jim says is all right with me."
"It's hard to stay mad at Jim. He has such a sisarming smile."
"Jim has invited me to meet his family. His brothers Jerry, Perry, and Terry and his sister Sherry will be there."
that's "disarming smile"
Sisarming worked fine.
There is no doubt in my mind that Moy wrote the words "dead ringer" without being consciously aware of the pun. A gem like that comes from a more fertile mind than Moy's.
I wonder what Toby has been up to lately...
Nance, I, too, puzzled over the liquid measuring cup as opposed to the dry measuring cup. Which, I suppose, reveals a lot about the compelling nature of this story and my desire to block the "dead ringer sister attraction" development.
A dead ringer zinger on Halloween? A fluke?
I don't know, Not Moy, it's possible. Maybe something Great really does rise out of the pumpkin patch.
I do a lot of cooking and baking, and I don't worry about things like dry v. liquid measuring cups. Most recipes aren't that precise.
Funny that we're more interested in the details of baking than the content of the strip...
There is more content in an empty measuring cup than there is in this strip.
Dawn, at this point, take what you can get. Even if Daddy Wilbur makes a pass at you, take it. You don't have much to offer the world.
Does Dawn get college credit for making Kelky Ghost Pie?
From my point of view, Jim is a great catch for Dawn. They're both a half a bubble off.
"Rebecca...!"
Though ostensibly making ghost pie,
Dawn is fantasizing about marrying Jim. She'll insist they register at Pier One Imports, of course.
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