Most people use the phrase "My Ex" with bitterness and scorn. Wilbur uses it as if he's speaking about his dearly departed grandma, who never slowed down, even when she got really old and senile.
Tomorrow: “Do you like receiving advice, Carol? As an advice columnist, I tell people what to do all the time. In fact, I recently told MY EX to get rid of her annoying cat, and she kicked me out! So, I got a dog to enhance my animal magnetism. By the way, if you’re not going to finish that dessert, I’ll take it.”
What’s with the backward f in “Cafe”? Is this considered chic in Santa Royale?
After what seemed like months of "dogs are good" it appears Moy is going to prove that, in the wrong hands, dogs are bad. Carol should use the "ex"it as soon as possible.
Wonderful prescient artwork by June today! She shows the foreshadowed skid marks on Wilbur's visage he'll receive in just a moment when a frustrated and angry Carol kicks his chair back and Wilbur rockets back on the pebbled floor of the cafe on his face.
This restaurant is even worse than The Lying Snail. I'm going next door to Cantando to sing some awesome Billy Joel covers.
Piano Bun
It's six o'clock on a saturday Early-bird crowd shuffles in There's a dumpy old man sittin' next to me Makin' love to his tonic and gin He says: "Man-bun can you play me a memory?" I used to sing it with my ex My new girlfriend's a joke, she won't sing carry-oak, Now I'm shunned by the opposite sex
La-la-la dee-dee da, Ex-ex ex-ex dee ex-ex...
Sing us a song you're the piano bun Sing us a song tonight Well we're all in the mood to eat nondescript food And you've got us feelin' all right..
It must be getting warm in Cafe Royale; Wilbur’s starting to sweat. That black stuff on the side of his face is the shoe polish he uses to color what little is left of his hair.
Thanks all! Here at Cantando, fine singing like this is just one of the many after-dinner benefits (enterotoxigenic E Coli is also on the house!)
@hmmm, I think you're onto something re Wilbur and Rudy Giuliani attending the same hair color bar. It seems June's been drawing him more and more Rudy-like whenever she gets bored of the plot (which is understandably often).
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.
His bad comb over is migrating down the side of his face.... even it doesn't want to be here to listen to this.
ReplyDeleteTomorrow: “Do you like receiving advice, Carol? As an advice columnist, I tell people what to do all the time. In fact, I recently told MY EX to get rid of her annoying cat, and she kicked me out! So, I got a dog to enhance my animal magnetism. By the way, if you’re not going to finish that dessert, I’ll take it.”
ReplyDeleteWhat’s with the backward f in “Cafe”? Is this considered chic in Santa Royale?
After what seemed like months of "dogs are good" it appears Moy is going to prove that, in the wrong hands, dogs are bad. Carol should use the "ex"it as soon as possible.
ReplyDeleteWonderful prescient artwork by June today! She shows the foreshadowed skid marks on Wilbur's visage he'll receive in just a moment when a frustrated and angry Carol kicks his chair back and Wilbur rockets back on the pebbled floor of the cafe on his face.
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ReplyDeleteAgain with the ex. Real smooth, Wilbur. But don't stop there. Now tell her to start wearing low-cut blouses and miniskirts.
-- Scottie McW.
This restaurant is even worse than The Lying Snail. I'm going next door to Cantando to sing some awesome Billy Joel covers.
ReplyDeletePiano Bun
It's six o'clock on a saturday
Early-bird crowd shuffles in
There's a dumpy old man sittin' next to me
Makin' love to his tonic and gin
He says: "Man-bun can you play me a memory?"
I used to sing it with my ex
My new girlfriend's a joke, she won't sing carry-oak,
Now I'm shunned by the opposite sex
La-la-la dee-dee da,
Ex-ex ex-ex dee ex-ex...
Sing us a song you're the piano bun
Sing us a song tonight
Well we're all in the mood to eat nondescript food
And you've got us feelin' all right..
“ Well we're all in the mood to eat nondescript food”
ReplyDeleteLOL, Dr. C!
Stellar, Doc Cameron! Weird Al Yankovic could really augment his song-writing with help from the MW&Me crowd. Great work!
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ReplyDeleteExcellent, Dr. Cameron!
-- S. McW.
At this point, Carol should rub her ramekin of crème brûlée in his face and tell him to have a nice life, before storming off
ReplyDeleteIt must be getting warm in Cafe Royale; Wilbur’s starting to sweat. That black stuff on the side of his face is the shoe polish he uses to color what little is left of his hair.
ReplyDeleteCarol, trust us, Wilbur is not the creature you want to get comforts from.
ReplyDeleteThanks all! Here at Cantando, fine singing like this is just one of the many after-dinner benefits (enterotoxigenic E Coli is also on the house!)
ReplyDelete@hmmm, I think you're onto something re Wilbur and Rudy Giuliani attending the same hair color bar. It seems June's been drawing him more and more Rudy-like whenever she gets bored of the plot (which is understandably often).