Tell me more, Jeff, about how this happens to many women. Tell me more.
I'm really struggling to find the words to express how I feel about this story and where it is at. But the image that comes to mind is Jeff's boat stuck on a sandbar.
I just want to know whose arm that is sticking up with the spoon in hand. Did Wilbur sneak away and wants to try some monkfish chowder? And, does anyone on the MW team know how to draw hands holding things?
Jeff is such a catch. Stoop shouldered, slouching, right arm much longer than the left, and oh, my, that pug nose! How does Mary contain herself sitting across from this Adonis?
"Jeff, your leg just touched mine. This would be bad enough in private, but in public it is absolutely scandalous. Please keep your distance or I too will have to look elsewhere for companionship."
It appears that a mannequin’s arms were ripped off and stuck very poorly on Jeff’s shoulders.
Yes Mary, rub it in ad nauseam about Estelle’s embarrassment. It makes you look so, so smart in comparison. What else are your so-called friends for, right?
Speaking of insufferable, Jeff’s chauvinism has surfaced. So only women are prone to falling for scams? Just mention the name “Fabiana” to Wilbur, buddy.
It continues to irk me that Mary keeps referring to the Danny DeVito character as Arthur long after everybody knows it was just an assumed name, especially while discussing it with somebody other than Estelle herself. You would think it would just be "the scammer" or "that crook on Silverdaters." You would also think Mary and Jeff might have found something else to talk about by now, like "Why do you suppose they call it monkfish?"
Ah, yes, Arthu/er...His name is spoken so respectfully by Mary. And Jeff, who knows only what Mary has told him about the situation, has decided that what Estelle got from Arthu/er passed for "companionship"... A few poems on the phone, a bouquet of cheap flowers, and an implausible, fraud-filled play on their brief courtship doesn't count as "companionship" to me. Jeff probably has lower standards, given his relationship with Mary. fauxprof and KitKat, you took the words out of my mouth! I think Jeff needs either a chiropractor or a yoga class to address that slouch...
Estelle did not have a bad relationship with Artheur that may have soured her on future relationships. She no more had a relationship with the man who scammed her than she could have had with a man who broke into her condo and stole her furniture. The scammer known as Arthur was a criminal not a bad boyfriend.
Speaking of "adventurous eating", what is that brown glop on Mary's plate? is she eating a blobfish, which is more adventurous as a monkfish.
KM, must we keep going on about Estelle and Arthu/er or whatever his real name is? We get it,she was a dope taken in by a low level con man. Why are we beating a dead monkfish over this? How about talking about Jeff's two kids, who have disappeared off the face of this earth? Sheesh, I bet Adrian has three kids by now and Dr. Drew has run Peace Village in Vietnam into the ground. The restaurant probably emptied out because people got sick of listening to them rehash the same story in different ways.
Jeff, I think Estelle didn't find companionship, she just "settled". Wilbur isn't that much of a catch from Arthu/er. I wouldn't be surprised if Arthu/er is the black sheep brother that Wilbur never talks about.
I wish we could write Mary Worth. Our storylines would be much more funny and exciting than the boring drivel KM is giving us.
This week has reminded us all of what a bad relationship looks like. And now, let’s cut back to Wilbur and Estelle first clumsy attempt at physical intimacy.
Friday: Once again we are taking the dead horse out and beating it mercilessly.
Here's what we've learned (over and over):
Estelle is (or maybe isn't because Mary is jumping to conclusions, as usual) dating Wilbur. Estelle is taking it slow. Estelle was embarrassed about what happened with her and small time grifter Arthu/er. Estelle (may or may not) met Wilbur on Silverdaters. Estelle and Wilbur have "parallel emotional histories" (whatever the heck that means). Jeff was not an adventurous eater before he met Mary. Jeff likes the monkfish chowder (or as they say here in Maine "chowdah").
This boring conversation has been going on for almost TWO weeks! It just shows that these two are made for each other because they're so into someone else's life instead of each other's. If he started rambling on about one of my friend's love life non-stop to my husband, he would totally ignore me, walk out of the room, or change the subject. But then, we not boring banal people like Mary and Jeff.
Also, I wish I could punch Mary in the second panel for her smug platitudes.
M. Beaumier: Before we get to Wilbur and Estelle's first clumsy attempt at physical intimacy, aren't we long overdue for Jeff and Mary's first clumsy attempt at physical intimacy?
I'm sure many of us recall the game Mad Libs where you fill in certain parts of speech out of context to make up an amusing story. Apparently Moy has been playing Platitude Libs to come up with this week's dialogue.
My first thought was that KM is on vacation and has farmed out the strip to a bot. My second thought was that a bot’s writing would be superior to this drivel, so there goes that idea.
"What is the point of this mindless repetition?", One might ask.
Well I'll tell you, One. The point is to fulfill a contractual obligation to provide seven strips a week while expending the least possible amount of effort.
COMING TOMORROW: Mary mentions that Wilbur and Estelle met on SilverDaters.
Estelle left herself open to finding a positive outcome with five straight losers and one outright swindler. It's frankly quite remarkable that she's jumping back into the waters again!
Maybe Mary needs to eat more than three shrimp and then she could think about more than how embarrassed Estelle was. What is that thing in the middle of the table? A candle? Perhaps Jeff is slouching because he too is tired of the whole conversation? Can Dawn please come back and cause havoc with Wilbur's relationship?
I don't blame Wanders for being AWOL during this drivel. I'm amusing myself by thinking of MDMaryTed's suggestion that Dawn return and raise hell. That would be fun.
Today's meaningful quote from Dolly Parton: "I've been very fortunate. " Next Sunday's quote from Sam the hot dog vendor: "Would you like mustard on that? "
Sunday Mary and Jeff have entered the Smuglydull Twilight Zone, from which all other life forms have fled. When they return to Charterstone, Mary will dust off Jeff and put him in a box in her storage area for the next six months.
LOL KitKat, that makes me think of the Twilight Zone episode where the mannequins in the department store go out into the real world for a month, then go back and let the next one go out. Wonder who the next mannequin...I mean person will be going out into the Worthverse world.
When I think about the ratio of time involved: Wilbur inhaling his mega burger with Estelle VS this utterly endless debrief of their *possible* one-off date by the SmuglyDulls (congrats), endless rehashing of what it's all about, Alfie, I want to run away screaming with the gulls and dolphins...
They. Have. Been. Seen. Together. Once. by Mary.
Even clickbait has a purpose. What is Mary selling here? Or is this the final agonizing death spiral of the Worthiverse?
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I just want to know whose arm that is sticking up with the spoon in hand. Did Wilbur sneak away and wants to try some monkfish chowder? And, does anyone on the MW team know how to draw hands holding things?
Today's Boldface Haiku is titled
"So. Boring!"
Estelle. Embarrassed.
Not. Many.
Maybe. Devastating.
Glad companionship!
Ah, "companionship," he said knowingly, nudge nudge, wink, wink.
Jeff is such a catch. Stoop shouldered, slouching, right arm much longer than the left, and oh, my, that pug nose! How does Mary contain herself sitting across from this Adonis?
"Jeff, your leg just touched mine. This would be bad enough in private, but in public it is absolutely scandalous. Please keep your distance or I too will have to look elsewhere for companionship."
-- Scottie McW., Mired in Ennui
It appears that a mannequin’s arms were ripped off and stuck very poorly on Jeff’s shoulders.
Yes Mary, rub it in ad nauseam about Estelle’s embarrassment. It makes you look so, so smart in comparison. What else are your so-called friends for, right?
Speaking of insufferable, Jeff’s chauvinism has surfaced. So only women are prone to falling for scams? Just mention the name “Fabiana” to Wilbur, buddy.
It continues to irk me that Mary keeps referring to the Danny DeVito character as Arthur long after everybody knows it was just an assumed name, especially while discussing it with somebody other than Estelle herself. You would think it would just be "the scammer" or "that crook on Silverdaters." You would also think Mary and Jeff might have found something else to talk about by now, like "Why do you suppose they call it monkfish?"
GIVE
IT
A
REST
MARY.
Jeff's chowdah has gotten cold.
Ah, yes, Arthu/er...His name is spoken so respectfully by Mary. And Jeff, who knows only what Mary has told him about the situation, has decided that what Estelle got from Arthu/er passed for "companionship"... A few poems on the phone, a bouquet of cheap flowers, and an implausible, fraud-filled play on their brief courtship doesn't count as "companionship" to me. Jeff probably has lower standards, given his relationship with Mary. fauxprof and KitKat, you took the words out of my mouth! I think Jeff needs either a chiropractor or a yoga class to address that slouch...
Estelle did not have a bad relationship with Artheur that may have soured her on future relationships. She no more had a relationship with the man who scammed her than she could have had with a man who broke into her condo and stole her furniture. The scammer known as Arthur was a criminal not a bad boyfriend.
Mary is pushing the adventurous food off on Jeff, but it looks like she's sticking to the predictable shrimp. Typical.
Speaking of "adventurous eating", what is that brown glop on Mary's plate? is she eating a blobfish, which is more adventurous as a monkfish.
KM, must we keep going on about Estelle and Arthu/er or whatever his real name is? We get it,she was a dope taken in by a low level con man. Why are we beating a dead monkfish over this? How about talking about Jeff's two kids, who have disappeared off the face of this earth? Sheesh, I bet Adrian has three kids by now and Dr. Drew has run Peace Village in Vietnam into the ground. The restaurant probably emptied out because people got sick of listening to them rehash the same story in different ways.
Jeff, I think Estelle didn't find companionship, she just "settled". Wilbur isn't that much of a catch from Arthu/er. I wouldn't be surprised if Arthu/er is the black sheep brother that Wilbur never talks about.
I wish we could write Mary Worth. Our storylines would be much more funny and exciting than the boring drivel KM is giving us.
Mary has 3 shrimp
Jeff has a bowl of syrup
This week has reminded us all of what a bad relationship looks like. And now, let’s cut back to Wilbur and Estelle first clumsy attempt at physical intimacy.
Yes. It can get even worse.
Friday: Once again we are taking the dead horse out and beating it mercilessly.
Here's what we've learned (over and over):
Estelle is (or maybe isn't because Mary is jumping to conclusions, as usual) dating Wilbur.
Estelle is taking it slow.
Estelle was embarrassed about what happened with her and small time grifter Arthu/er.
Estelle (may or may not) met Wilbur on Silverdaters.
Estelle and Wilbur have "parallel emotional histories" (whatever the heck that means).
Jeff was not an adventurous eater before he met Mary.
Jeff likes the monkfish chowder (or as they say here in Maine "chowdah").
This boring conversation has been going on for almost TWO weeks! It just shows that these two are made for each other because they're so into someone else's life instead of each other's. If he started rambling on about one of my friend's love life non-stop to my husband, he would totally ignore me, walk out of the room, or change the subject. But then, we not boring banal people like Mary and Jeff.
Also, I wish I could punch Mary in the second panel for her smug platitudes.
I meant "If I started rambling". Ugh too early to think!
It looks like the Bum Boat is really in Charterstone, based on the view of the window.
M. Beaumier: Before we get to Wilbur and Estelle's first clumsy attempt at physical intimacy, aren't we long overdue for Jeff and Mary's first clumsy attempt at physical intimacy?
I'm sure many of us recall the game Mad Libs where you fill in certain parts of speech out of context to make up an amusing story. Apparently Moy has been playing Platitude Libs to come up with this week's dialogue.
I think Karen Moy may need to be restarted.
My first thought was that KM is on vacation and has farmed out the strip to a bot. My second thought was that a bot’s writing would be superior to this drivel, so there goes that idea.
"What is the point of this mindless repetition?", One might ask.
Well I'll tell you, One. The point is to fulfill a contractual obligation to provide seven strips a week while expending the least possible amount of effort.
COMING TOMORROW: Mary mentions that Wilbur and Estelle met on SilverDaters.
-- S. McW.
Estelle left herself open to finding a positive outcome with five straight losers and one outright swindler. It's frankly quite remarkable that she's jumping back into the waters again!
Maybe Mary needs to eat more than three shrimp and then she could think about more than how embarrassed Estelle was. What is that thing in the middle of the table? A candle? Perhaps Jeff is slouching because he too is tired of the whole conversation? Can Dawn please come back and cause havoc with Wilbur's relationship?
Whatever the opposite of progeria is, Jeff has it.He looks about 15 years old.
Saturday
We can hope for muggers crashing the Smugly Dull Duo’s post-meal stroll.
@KitKat: “Smugly Dull Duo”! Yes! They’re the Smuglydulls for all time now.
I don't blame Wanders for being AWOL during this drivel. I'm amusing myself by thinking of MDMaryTed's suggestion that Dawn return and raise hell. That would be fun.
Today's meaningful quote from Dolly Parton: "I've been very fortunate. "
Next Sunday's quote from Sam the hot dog vendor: "Would you like mustard on that? "
Good one, mr_dracy!
Sunday
Mary and Jeff have entered the Smuglydull Twilight Zone, from which all other life forms have fled. When they return to Charterstone, Mary will dust off Jeff and put him in a box in her storage area for the next six months.
@mr-darcy and @KitKat are killing it today!
Alas, those seagulls haven't been very fortunate. After being exposed to this conversation, they are looking for a plate glass window to fly into.
LOL KitKat, that makes me think of the Twilight Zone episode where the mannequins in the department store go out into the real world for a month, then go back and let the next one go out. Wonder who the next mannequin...I mean person will be going out into the Worthverse world.
Oh. Dear. God.
When I think about the ratio of time involved: Wilbur inhaling his mega burger with Estelle VS this utterly endless debrief of their *possible* one-off date by the SmuglyDulls (congrats), endless rehashing of what it's all about, Alfie, I want to run away screaming with the gulls and dolphins...
They. Have. Been. Seen. Together. Once. by Mary.
Even clickbait has a purpose. What is Mary selling here? Or is this the final agonizing death spiral of the Worthiverse?
Grumpy & Ole
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