I want to see Wilbur wake up with the worst hangover in the history of the world. I want his glasses to be so hopelessly bent he can’t wear them, and that he doesn’t have a spare pair. I want him to remember every blessed thing he did the night before. But I don’t want him to go back to the bottle for a liquid courage breakfast, because that’s alcoholism, folks, and it doesn’t get helped by muffins, platitudes, or a one-off visit with Dr. Sweatervest.
Agree with you KitKat. Estelle, what you ordered is the first thing you regretted? Not Wilbur's behavior and how he treated you??? Call the ASPCA, poor Libby deserves better.
Estelle is a gentle and, as we all know, trusting soul, but I really thought we might hear some rare worthiverse cursing today, as I expected her to run into Mary, who would ask how the double date went and be asked in return:"Why the %$#* didn't you warn me that he's a drunken @##%*&$?" But if, as others have pointed out, her main regret is the spicy salad, I guess there will be no spicy language forthcoming. Well, maybe from Wilbur when he wakes up.
Wulbur will show up contritely at Estelle's door tomorrow wearing his spare pair of eyeglasses, with duck taped temples and a crack across the left lens. No duck tape, however, can save his relationship with Estelle.
Estelle, I have just the thing to calm your bubbling & churning stomach: one of Mary's muffins! Just one bite and you won't have to worry about going to the bathroom for a month.
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.
Ugh, Libby, I need some TUMS and not for my osteoporosis. I should have asked for "half star".
ReplyDeleteOh yea, my date sucked too.
We all know Estelle won’t be able to sleep until she writes a detailed Yelp! review.
ReplyDeleteI've had cats my entire adult life. Not once have I told them not to ask me how my date was. Estelle is completely loony toons.
ReplyDeleteAs for Libby, I'm sure she's right now thinking that the shelter was a much saner place than living in Charterstone.
I want to see Wilbur wake up with the worst hangover in the history of the world. I want his glasses to be so hopelessly bent he can’t wear them, and that he doesn’t have a spare pair. I want him to remember every blessed thing he did the night before. But I don’t want him to go back to the bottle for a liquid courage breakfast, because that’s alcoholism, folks, and it doesn’t get helped by muffins, platitudes, or a one-off visit with Dr. Sweatervest.
ReplyDeleteWanders, when I read the secret message, I heard it in the meow meow voice of Daniel Tiger meow.
ReplyDeleteIf Estelle expresses her regrets about her dinner selection before mentioning Wilbur, she’s totally hopeless.
I read this Stefan Zweig quotation today and immediately thought of Wilbur: “He becomes listless, indolent, flabby as a jellyfish.”
Agree with you KitKat. Estelle, what you ordered is the first thing you regretted? Not Wilbur's behavior and how he treated you??? Call the ASPCA, poor Libby deserves better.
ReplyDeleteSpicy-hot salad? Here come the runs...
ReplyDeleteEstelle is a gentle and, as we all know, trusting soul, but I really thought we might hear some rare worthiverse cursing today, as I expected her to run into Mary, who would ask how the double date went and be asked in return:"Why the %$#* didn't you warn me that he's a drunken @##%*&$?" But if, as others have pointed out, her main regret is the spicy salad, I guess there will be no spicy language forthcoming. Well, maybe from Wilbur when he wakes up.
ReplyDeleteCrap. We're back to listening to Estelle talk to that bloody cat. Must be KM is back from her vaca.
ReplyDeleteLibby is like a one eyed bartender. She sits there and listens to people moan and groan about their personal lives. I hope Estelle feeds her well.
ReplyDeleteWulbur will show up contritely at Estelle's door tomorrow wearing his spare pair of eyeglasses, with duck taped temples and a crack across the left lens. No duck tape, however, can save his relationship with Estelle.
ReplyDeleteReally missing BFH today
ReplyDeleteYou said it, fauxprof.
ReplyDeleteEstelle, I have just the thing to calm your bubbling & churning stomach: one of Mary's muffins! Just one bite and you won't have to worry about going to the bathroom for a month.
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