Before I snark about today’s strip, a more serious thought: I am so thankful to have this blog, which is an island of hilarity, companionship, and sanity in these uncertain, stressful, uncharted times. Every morning I look forward to reading Wanders’s hilarious and pithy messages and all the comments by you, my virtual friends. To thank Wanders for providing this wonderful forum, I clicked on the Donate button and contributed. These are tough times indeed; if you’re able, please consider a donation. This is my unsolicited testimonial - thank you for virtually listening!
And now it’s snark time! When Jared says “I needed this too!” does he mean Dawn wiping food off his chin? I bet that’s a regular occurrence for him.
Dawn, a dutiful daughter, has been reaching across the dinner table for years, wiping substances of varying colors, sizes, shapes and textures off Wilbur’s chin(s). Smallish, pink, corona virus-shaped? Yes. Large, red, meatball textured and shaped? Yes. Big yellow, whole-grain mustard textured? Oh, hell, yes! Mayonnaise? Duh! Of course.
Jared’s chin glop has both awakened and resolved some of Dawn’s Daddy issues.
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Before I snark about today’s strip, a more serious thought: I am so thankful to have this blog, which is an island of hilarity, companionship, and sanity in these uncertain, stressful, uncharted times. Every morning I look forward to reading Wanders’s hilarious and pithy messages and all the comments by you, my virtual friends. To thank Wanders for providing this wonderful forum, I clicked on the Donate button and contributed. These are tough times indeed; if you’re able, please consider a donation. This is my unsolicited testimonial - thank you for virtually listening!
ReplyDeleteAnd now it’s snark time! When Jared says “I needed this too!” does he mean Dawn wiping food off his chin? I bet that’s a regular occurrence for him.
ReplyDeleteWho sits on a bench outside a cafe they just ate at? Who does this? What, are they waiting for a bus or something? I just don't get kids today.
-- Scottie McW.
P.S. Nice sentiment, KitKat. This is a sanctuary amid all the uneasiness.
Anonymous, they're waiting for the bus. Neither underemployed Jared or forever student Dawn could afford a car.
ReplyDeleteThese days, I find Mary Worth's predictable stories are now comforting. And this blog is wonderful in these crazy times of uncertainty.
Dawn, a dutiful daughter, has been reaching across the dinner table for years, wiping substances of varying colors, sizes, shapes and textures off Wilbur’s chin(s). Smallish, pink, corona virus-shaped? Yes. Large, red, meatball textured and shaped? Yes. Big yellow, whole-grain mustard textured? Oh, hell, yes! Mayonnaise? Duh! Of course.
ReplyDeleteJared’s chin glop has both awakened and resolved some of Dawn’s Daddy issues.