"Do you understand what we are saying to you? We are buying camping supplies. Because we are going camping. In a tent. Together. Do you understand, Wilbur? Please tell me if you understand. I want to hear you say it."
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Shoes? No, this little box just holds all my hopes and dreams. I'm going to go burn it now.
Wilbur's next humiliation will be getting charged with shoplifting after bolting out the door of Rick's Sporting Goods without paying for his sneakers.
Others have remarked about the weird way June depicts people holding objects, but Wilbur is holding that footwear box as if he's about to lift the lid. Surely the bottom of the box and its contents would fall to the floor, further embarrassing the poor shlub by revealing his choice of extra-wide, hot pink Fat Boy Flyers.
Many of us (okay, all of us) thought KM was simply ripping off Dick’s by calling this place Rick’s. Turns out it’s an homage to “Casablanca,” with Rick’s Sporting Goods standing in for Rick’s Cafe. Cue Wilbur: “Of all the gin joints, err, sporting goods stores in all the towns in all the world, she walks into this one.”
Things that will never happen... Wilbur whispers to the store clerk, "See that young man over there? His mother doesn't want to admit she needs orthopedic hiking boots. Maybe you could suggest it?"
Wilbur bolted out the door without the shoes. You can see the box in the last panel. Now he can't even traipse about amongst the flora and fauna. @KitKat, yes! I commented a few days ago with the same quote but it was the end of the day and I doubt anybody saw it. Casablanca was the first thing I though of when I saw the name Rick's. At least Wilbur and Iris will always have Goleta.
Off he'll go to Lookout Point, alone. So the moral of the "story" is...what? Thoughtless daughters shouldn't go to beautiful Italy, but stay home to keep their depressive dads company?
Zak: That's "WEEKEND TRIP!" caps boldface exclamation point. Nudge nudge, wink wink, know-what-I-mean-know-what-I-mean? So what are your plans for the weekend, Dumpy?
Wilbur: Well, I was going to walk amidst the flora and fauna, but now I can't decide if I'll hang myself or drink bleach.
Wilbur holds that shoe box as if he has his pet hamster inside rather than a pair of sport shoes. Also, he keeps calling the shoes "footwear", which sounds like "house slippers" rather than "running shoes" or "walking shoes". He'll never impress Iris with that description. Obviously she can't get her mind around the notion of Wilbur as an active person, pointedly noting her surprise to see him "HERE (in a sporting goods store!), of all places" She's hammering away the image of she and Zak as active, vital camping types, while Wilbur stands there gaping with his box of "footwear"... No wonder he goes running out the door without the shoes. He just can't see himself as an active person... I'm almost sorry for him and feel like Iris didn't have to rub her newfound relationship in his face. Tomorrow we will see him curled in a fetal position on the couch as Mary knocks on the door with a plate of muffins....
Is there ANY chance that Wilbur can insert Dawn between Iris and Zak, and thereby free up Iris for a renewed (and much more age-appropriate) relationship? Then we can all go back to our normal Mary-induced comas...
Toots McGee (and tushar soni), I doubt anyone would buy anything from Wilbur, but I’m onboard for sending him to Dubai or the UAE. The sooner the better...
Oh brother, another week of Wilbur and his sad country songs in the shower. I think the plot is going to have Wilbur enter a country song karaoke at the local watering hole and he becomes the new Keith Urban. The catch is like Barney Rubble, he can only sing in the shower, so they’ll have to build a shower in the bar. (Are you listening KM?)
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Shoes? No, this little box just holds all my hopes and dreams. I'm going to go burn it now.
Wilbur's next humiliation will be getting charged with shoplifting after bolting out the door of Rick's Sporting Goods without paying for his sneakers.
Today's Boldface Haiku is titled
"Wilbur Leaves His Shoes And His Man Card Behind".
Here!
Small world...(too)...
Camping supplies...weekend trip!
Great. New footwear.
Care.
You too.
Others have remarked about the weird way June depicts people holding objects, but Wilbur is holding that footwear box as if he's about to lift the lid. Surely the bottom of the box and its contents would fall to the floor, further embarrassing the poor shlub by revealing his choice of extra-wide, hot pink Fat Boy Flyers.
Does KM ever shop? Most stores put a pair of shoes in a box, then in a shopping bag.
Many of us (okay, all of us) thought KM was simply ripping off Dick’s by calling this place Rick’s. Turns out it’s an homage to “Casablanca,” with Rick’s Sporting Goods standing in for Rick’s Cafe. Cue Wilbur: “Of all the gin joints, err, sporting goods stores in all the towns in all the world, she walks into this one.”
Things that will never happen...
Wilbur whispers to the store clerk, "See that young man over there? His mother doesn't want to admit she needs orthopedic hiking boots. Maybe you could suggest it?"
Wilbur bolted out the door without the shoes. You can see the box in the last panel. Now he can't even traipse about amongst the flora and fauna.
@KitKat, yes! I commented a few days ago with the same quote but it was the end of the day and I doubt anybody saw it. Casablanca was the first thing I though of when I saw the name Rick's. At least Wilbur and Iris will always have Goleta.
Off he'll go to Lookout Point, alone. So the moral of the "story" is...what? Thoughtless daughters shouldn't go to beautiful Italy, but stay home to keep their depressive dads company?
Zak: That's "WEEKEND TRIP!" caps boldface exclamation point. Nudge nudge, wink wink, know-what-I-mean-know-what-I-mean? So what are your plans for the weekend, Dumpy?
Wilbur: Well, I was going to walk amidst the flora and fauna, but now I can't decide if I'll hang myself or drink bleach.
Iris: Hanging's quicker and more effective.
-- Scottie McW.
Everytime he's drawn Wilbur gets shorter and dumped.
Wilbur holds that shoe box as if he has his pet hamster inside rather than a pair of sport shoes. Also, he keeps calling the shoes "footwear", which sounds like "house slippers" rather than "running shoes" or "walking shoes". He'll never impress Iris with that description. Obviously she can't get her mind around the notion of Wilbur as an active person, pointedly noting her surprise to see him "HERE (in a sporting goods store!), of all places" She's hammering away the image of she and Zak as active, vital camping types, while Wilbur stands there gaping with his box of "footwear"... No wonder he goes running out the door without the shoes. He just can't see himself as an active person... I'm almost sorry for him and feel like Iris didn't have to rub her newfound relationship in his face. Tomorrow we will see him curled in a fetal position on the couch as Mary knocks on the door with a plate of muffins....
Whatever you do, don’t google the sporting goods store Dick’s.
Wilbur runs home where he sticks his head in the oven. Sadly it's an electric oven.
Once you go Zak, you never go back. No hope for you, Wilbur.
Is there ANY chance that Wilbur can insert Dawn between Iris and Zak, and thereby free up Iris for a renewed (and much more age-appropriate) relationship? Then we can all go back to our normal Mary-induced comas...
Hey Wilbur! There's a cool app for your phone called "ZAKIKS"!!!!!
Wilbur should move to Dubai and sell used cars. He could probably meet a nice lady there.
Toots McGee (and tushar soni), I doubt anyone would buy anything from Wilbur, but I’m onboard for sending him to Dubai or the UAE. The sooner the better...
MONDAY
Back in the shower again
For I know that I don’t have a friend
Keep that water running hot
‘Cause my love life sure is not
Back in the shower again
(Having used “Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer several years ago, this exhausts my Gene Autry repertoire.)
Where ARE the California water police already? Wilbur has to be one of the most flagrant violators of water restrictions. Way to go, fauxprof!
"I'm gonna wash that gal right out of my comb-over."
Oh no, are we in for another week of Wilbur in the power-washer?
After last week's two blockbuster developments, Moy is back to not even trying.
-- Scottie McW.
BTW, is "Lonesome Loser" in the jukebox?
-- S. McW.
♭ ♮ He's back in the shower again
Back where the soap is his friend ♫
This Wilbur story line should be named Rinse and Repeat.
One bout of Wilbur in the shower would have been enough for me.
Oh brother, another week of Wilbur and his sad country songs in the shower. I think the plot is going to have Wilbur enter a country song karaoke at the local watering hole and he becomes the new Keith Urban. The catch is like Barney Rubble, he can only sing in the shower, so they’ll have to build a shower in the bar. (Are you listening KM?)
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