Wilbur will become increasingly frustrated when Pierre won't obey any of his commands. He'll bring him back to the shelter and yell at Ms Ponytail because she should have warned him that Pierre only speaks (?) French. "Aboie! Aboie! Aboie!"
Wilbur has gone from being sort-of scammed by his not-son Kurt, to surviving a ship disaster from which he only took "I'm alive and can pester other survivors about it for a column," (not, I'm glad my daughter and I made it out alive) to being for-real scammed in his Speedo by Fabiana after "being on a break" with Iris, to stalking Iris, to drunkenly contemplating suicide on LookOut point after realizing Iris dumped him for a much worthier (pun intended) companion, to meeting dim-bulb Estelle in a really not-cute way, to drunkenly pawing Iris while on a date with Estelle, to boom-boxing Estelle from below her apartment with the Pina Colada song, to doing sing-alongs with Estelle (which are really "MY SONGS"), to doing singalongs with a caterwauling Libby at Estelle's, to threatening Libby with bodily harm, to mentally insulting "Ol' Man Wynter" then being fake to his face, to hitting on a a clearly incompetent shelter worker (but hey, I'm Wilbur and available!), to threatening with death his newly adopted dog, who, by definition, is great. Am I missing anything? (Oh, right. His endearing quirks. Which, I guess, are all of the above.) Sheesh!
Wilbur is already subjecting Pierre to the worst form of animal cruelty. Forcing him to listen to country music; pure torture.
He must have been too cheap to go to a pet store and buy a proper dog carrier. He remembered he still had in his trunk, the basket he used to smuggle lulo fruit out of Columbia.
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.
ReplyDelete"Woo hoo! Here we go, Pierre! It's Chick-nado Hour! Babe-a-Palooza! Two VIP passes to the Hottie-Fest! Do your stuff, boy!"
It came to be that this was the last happy moment of Wilbur's entire life.
-- Scottie McW.
We will see many, many, many eye rolls by Pierre. How long before he swipes Wilboor’s phone and presses the emergency number?
ReplyDeleteMy guess is this is going to become a stupid and hamfisted story about abusive pet owners.
ReplyDeleteAre they deliberately TRYING to get us to hate Wilbur more with each passing day? Is it a dare? Did they lose a bet?
ReplyDeleteI'm beginning to think Wilbur is in a death spiral. KM is planning on eliminating him.
ReplyDeleteWilbur will become increasingly frustrated when Pierre won't obey any of his commands. He'll bring him back to the shelter and yell at Ms Ponytail because she should have warned him that Pierre only speaks (?) French. "Aboie! Aboie! Aboie!"
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Wilbur has gone from being sort-of scammed by his not-son Kurt, to surviving a ship disaster from which he only took "I'm alive and can pester other survivors about it for a column," (not, I'm glad my daughter and I made it out alive) to being for-real scammed in his Speedo by Fabiana after "being on a break" with Iris, to stalking Iris, to drunkenly contemplating suicide on LookOut point after realizing Iris dumped him for a much worthier (pun intended) companion, to meeting dim-bulb Estelle in a really not-cute way, to drunkenly pawing Iris while on a date with Estelle, to boom-boxing Estelle from below her apartment with the Pina Colada song, to doing sing-alongs with Estelle (which are really "MY SONGS"), to doing singalongs with a caterwauling Libby at Estelle's, to threatening Libby with bodily harm, to mentally insulting "Ol' Man Wynter" then being fake to his face, to hitting on a a clearly incompetent shelter worker (but hey, I'm Wilbur and available!), to threatening with death his newly adopted dog, who, by definition, is great.
ReplyDeleteAm I missing anything? (Oh, right. His endearing quirks. Which, I guess, are all of the above.)
Sheesh!
Qui est un bon garçon, Pierre?
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ReplyDeleteWilbur is already subjecting Pierre to the worst form of animal cruelty. Forcing him to listen to country music; pure torture.
He must have been too cheap to go to a pet store and buy a proper dog carrier. He remembered he still had in his trunk, the basket he used to smuggle lulo fruit out of Columbia.
HelenClark