Not only is Wilbur holding his fork in that odd way, he’s switched it to his right hand after eating with his left hand all week. He’s a shifty character, Stell, oops, Carol - dump him!
BTW, Wilbur seems to have totally forgotten his original ex, Dawn’s mother.
Whoa! Pin pulled, hand grenade dropped. This is the first Mary Worth strip in years that hasn't made me want to roll my eyes and throw up a little in my mouth. If we cross our fingers and hope, maybe this will turn into an actual story!
All hail Weelburhatotep, Elder God! Long has He dwelt among us unworthy earthlings, but now He will show His True Form to his female human, "Carol", who is unknowingly being bestowed this honour! Watch as His vile inner fluids ooze through His assumed skin pores, as He begins to transmogrify into His true form! Hail and bring Him Irishes and Eshtelles wrapped in mayonnaise!
Also, dogs are good! French Bulldogs even better! Woof!
'And now it's time for the newest and baddest award show in comic-land, The Bads! Sit right back, place your fork in the most awkward position possible, stab at your splak and pretend you're a character in MW, as we present the awards for the worst of the worst in the daily strips... focusing on neglected categories of... uh, creative endeavour!
First category up, Worst Jewellery! This award was presented off-air in a dusty dollar store somewhere in the mid-West and filmed with a pink Flip camera. Unfortunately, the video was incompatible with life and we will just say that the nominees all presented with simple flat orbs with no distinguishing characteristics other than banality and never being removed...
Fastest transition from Bad First Date to Bad Marriage to Overdue Break-Up, it's Willing and Witless Wilbur and his chew toy honey, Crappy Radar Carol! No other nominees.
Next, stay tuned for WWW's sorrowful self-pitying and depressed dog debriefs with his Frenchie Friend Pierre, his Muffin-munching monologues with Mouldy Mary and... wait, don't press that keypad, waiiiittt...
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Wanders, a difference between your slipping up and Wilbur's slipping up is that you are not otherwise completely insufferable.
Just try to eat holding your fork like Wilbur in panel 2. Who does that. Seriously. Try it.
Not only is Wilbur holding his fork in that odd way, he’s switched it to his right hand after eating with his left hand all week. He’s a shifty character, Stell, oops, Carol - dump him!
BTW, Wilbur seems to have totally forgotten his original ex, Dawn’s mother.
This date is crashing and burning!
At least he didn't call her Babe.
HelenClark
How does Wilbur get his fork through those quarters he's eating?
Is Wilbur eating a piece of Carol’s blouse?
StellCarol appears to be eating jigsaw puzzle pieces.
"Carol, you misunderstand. I was going to say, 'Thanks, stellar dinner companion.' "
Nah, Wilbur can't think that fast.
-- Scottie McW.
Whoa! Pin pulled, hand grenade dropped. This is the first Mary Worth strip in years that hasn't made me want to roll my eyes and throw up a little in my mouth. If we cross our fingers and hope, maybe this will turn into an actual story!
i have no idea if anyone has said this since i havent checked the site in two weeks but is this based on a true karen moy experience ?
Anonymous at 8:36 pm. You must be new here. Karen Moy has never had a true life experience.
All hail Weelburhatotep, Elder God! Long has He dwelt among us unworthy earthlings, but now He will show His True Form to his female human, "Carol", who is unknowingly being bestowed this honour! Watch as His vile inner fluids ooze through His assumed skin pores, as He begins to transmogrify into His true form! Hail and bring Him Irishes and Eshtelles wrapped in mayonnaise!
Also, dogs are good! French Bulldogs even better! Woof!
Dawn was an immaculate conce....oh wait.
'And now it's time for the newest and baddest award show in comic-land, The Bads! Sit right back, place your fork in the most awkward position possible, stab at your splak and pretend you're a character in MW, as we present the awards for the worst of the worst in the daily strips... focusing on neglected categories of... uh, creative endeavour!
First category up, Worst Jewellery! This award was presented off-air in a dusty dollar store somewhere in the mid-West and filmed with a pink Flip camera. Unfortunately, the video was incompatible with life and we will just say that the nominees all presented with simple flat orbs with no distinguishing characteristics other than banality and never being removed...
Fastest transition from Bad First Date to Bad Marriage to Overdue Break-Up, it's Willing and Witless Wilbur and his chew toy honey, Crappy Radar Carol! No other nominees.
Next, stay tuned for WWW's sorrowful self-pitying and depressed dog debriefs with his Frenchie Friend Pierre, his Muffin-munching monologues with Mouldy Mary and... wait, don't press that keypad, waiiiittt...
The Light Was On... (with love to Norm McDonald)
My late wife called me by her first husband's name once or twice. No big deal.
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