It's nice to see some things never change... Even though he's trained under Chef Pierre for three years, John Dill's cake vision remains largely unaltered.
It's nice to see some things never change... Even though he's trained under Chef Pierre for three years, John Dill's cake vision remains largely unaltered.
I'm really bummed that we won't get to see where John Dill would take Mary ("my adored one!") and Olive ("that tiresome pest - how can we ditch her?!") for dinner. Instead we'll get either the Tee-Hee Twosome ordering in, or Mary and Olive cookin another repulsive mess.
ReplyDeleteIt's one thing to refuse his dinner request; just don't squeeze the Charmin.
ReplyDeletehttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L50tuag6iRs
@Chin Napkin Groupie, megaLOL! I hadn't made the connection, but Mr. whip pale is spot on.
ReplyDeleteThat's Mr. Whipple. Darn autocorrect. Gotta start proofreading before I post.
ReplyDeleteThere is something deep-down odd about John Dill's adoration for Mary Worth. He must be really hard up if his idea of the perfect woman is a meddlesome old biddy and his idea of the perfect cake color is pink. Mary's turning him down on the dinner invite because she is embarrassed to have Olive see "Mr. Whipple" slobber all over her. I have a feeling that the return of Heloise is imminent. Her party in the Phantom is over and school is starting, so she'll return to NYC soon and there is no doubt she will still have Mary Worth's business card with her phone number on it.
ReplyDeleteI don't know why I'm sharing this, but it's not often the opportunity arises. When I was a high schooler I was a parade princess and one of our "celebrity" guests on another float was none other than Mr. Whipple. Alas, I didn't get the chance to meet him. Our master of ceremonies, or whatever, was then Padres shortstop and future HOFer Ozzie Smith. I did get to meet him and his lovely wife. But, yeah, Mr. Whipple was that one celebrity who got away.
ReplyDeleteI dig the pink cakes! Just love 'em! ... Pinkcake, pinkcake, roly-poly pinkcake. Pinkcake, pinkcake, eat them up, YUM!
ReplyDeleteIt's not a pacifier, Olive; it's a cookie. Just eat the darned thing
ReplyDeleteyou can invite me instead..
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