Today’s panel finds Mary and Wilbur in a slouching contest. *tsk* I can only imagine what my 5th grade gym teacher, Mrs. Neal, would have to say about that.
"I thought love was only true in fairytales. Meant for someone else but not for me. Love was out to get me (doom-da-da-doom) That's the way it seemed (da-doom-da-da-doom) Disappointment haunted all my dreams."
Come on Mary--stop telling him what he wants to hear, give him a dose of reality. Yes Wilbur, you are doomed.
Don't be shy! I'd love to hear what you have to say about Mary Worth. Just keep it clean, that's all I ask. This is a FAMILY FRIENDLY blog. I don't want to moderate comments, but I will if I have to.
ReplyDeleteWell, we've quickly gone from Wilbur's smug arrogance to his pathetic self-pity. I vote for the latter as the lesser of two annoyances.
Guess Wilbur's free to have dinner with Dawn now, unless those eleven muffins he just scarfed down ruined his appetite.
-- Scottie McW.
If anyone reads Comics Curmudgeon, there is an epic comment today. Comment 17. Posted by someone using the name Charterstoned:
ReplyDeleteMW: Wilbur suddenly channels Harry Belafonte and bursts into anguished song:
May-o, May-o
Iris gone and me wan’ go home
May, me say may, me say may, me say may,
Me say may, me say may-o
Iris gone and me wan’ go home
Left her once, but me changed me mind
Iris gone and me wan’ go home
Come back home and look what I find
Iris gone and me wan’ go home
Come, Meddlin’ Mary Worth, meddle me a woman
Iris gone and me wan’ go home
Come, Meddlin’ Mary Worth, meddle me a woman
Iris gone and me wan’ go home
Five feet, two inch, big honey bunch
Iris gone and me wan’ go home
Six foot, seven foot, like to eat lunch
Iris gone and me wan’ go home
May-o, May-o
Iris gone and me wan’ go home
May, me say may, me say may, me say may,
Me say may, me say may-o
Iris gone and me wan’ go home
A sweet honey bunch like ripe Fabiana
Iris gone and me wan’ go home
Don’t really care, just as long as she wanna
Iris gone and me wan’ go home
May-o, May-o
Iris gone and me wan’ go home
May, me say may, me say may, me say may,
Me say may, me say may-o
Iris gone and me wan’ go home
Today’s panel finds Mary and Wilbur in a slouching contest. *tsk* I can only imagine what my 5th grade gym teacher, Mrs. Neal, would have to say about that.
ReplyDeleteI was hoping to find a doozy of a Haiku title today with the combination of bolded words "Doomed without Wilbur" in the strip today.
ReplyDeleteHopefully tomorrow. I love the Haiku titles!
"I thought love was only true in fairytales.
ReplyDeleteMeant for someone else but not for me.
Love was out to get me (doom-da-da-doom)
That's the way it seemed (da-doom-da-da-doom)
Disappointment haunted all my dreams."
Come on Mary--stop telling him what he wants to hear, give him a dose of reality. Yes Wilbur, you are doomed.