Wednesday, October 20, 2021

Mary Worth 3749

Carol must really be hungry to still be sitting there.

9 comments:

KitKat said...

Wilbur’s limits must be confined to salsa dancing (ah, thoughts of Fabiana and Cousin Pedro - floating heads of them would be welcome). His blah-blahing about his “ex” is limitless.

Be careful with that glass, Carol, or you’ll get your nose wedged in that tiny rim.

Anonymous said...

Ix-nay on the Ex-nay!

Ian Cameron, PhD said...

Are you sure you're not into grifting? My ex-ex Fabiana and I enjoyed buying fraudulent costume jewelry (also salsa dancing, but I've given that up now). And are you sure that you're not into alarming drunken buffoonery? My ex-ex-ex Iris and I enjoyed going on double dates where I got totally plastered and harassed her in front of her much younger boyfriend.

Anyway, thanks for dinner and the chew toy advice! I forgot my wallet but I'll pick up the check next time at Cantando.

-Wilbur

Tim said...

Why can't Wilbur say he likes karaoke, followed by Carol asking him about that

And then Carol saying she enjoys dancing the salsa, followed by Wilbur asking her some questions about dancing.
That might lead to a conversation, which is something human beings have been known to enjoy from time to time.

LouiseF said...

Wilbur's "know my limits" apparently doesn't extend to that food he's about to stuff in his mouth.

Anonymous said...


You're en fuego today, Wanders!

-- Scottie McW.

Jerry Smith said...

So they have nothing in common and in Wilbur's eyes Carol isn't hot enough to stretch his boundaries in any way. We know all we need to know about these two--one more panel of this drudge is redundant!

Can we please get back to what Trashlee is doing now? I bet she bought a dog ...

Anonymous said...

Wilbur: By the way, did I tell you that my ex chose her cat over me? Can you believe that"
Carol: Yes, Yes, I can. Check please.

hmmm said...

It appears that Wilbur ordered the Bouchon de la Bouteille