Nan, do you realize you're talking outloud? Given that you don't know anybody here -- Are Zak's parents here? -- who are you talking to? Wait a minute... Is that? Could it be? Yes! It's the corpse of Apple Mary!
Actually, Nan has taken her rightful place at the table with the stand-ins for Wilbur and Mary. They’re used to set up the camera shots, then the principals step in for the actual photographs. Nan will be subbing for Iris (of course) and Toby, which is an even better match.
What happened to Mary between the ceremony and this excuse for a reception (no food?)? Is it past her bedtime? Her face and hair have just about hit the floor.
It would’ve been fun if Nan was hitting on Jeff, who seems to be appearing and disappearing. Maybe Nan is going from table to table, telling everyone how proud she is of her little Zakie who’s all grown up now.
The food is coming zak hired tonys deli so each guest will get chicken cutlet assorted sides and a variety of soft drinks . Cant have booze when you have wilber toby and tommy as guests .
At first glance, I thought Mary was either gassed or had swallowed her dentures. But after closer inspection, I don't think that's supposed to be Mary. It's tough to tell when everyone wears purple. But the collar is different and I'm sure Mary wouldn't have allowed herself to be seated anywhere but the head table. Maybe it's Zak's Gran with his Nan.
Dear God. This once again goes to prove Mary’s long suspected status as an immortal Mampire (or Meddlevämpyr, as the Germans term it). Deprived of any chance to meddle during the hours-long ceremony, and further drained by Rev Freeman’s holy presence, the long years of her predation on this earth begin to take their toll as she withers to a shadow of her formerly spry persona.
But never fear, gullible young Brandy is soon to approach with quivering lip in desperate need of advice re her romance with Food Team colleague Tommy. Mary will soon sink her fangs into a juicy meddle once again and be restored to the bloom of apparent (very) late middle age, at the dire cost of draining all remnants of personality from everyone around her.
Aside from the fact that the woman seated next to Nan has a pronounced overbite, I can see that she isn't Mary due to the scenes of Mary in previous strips, wearing a flouncy open- necked blouse with what look like large plastic beads, an outfit that Mary may have worn to her aforementioned graduation from Clown College. In any case, the woman seated next to Nan looks like her eyes are closed, or maybe she is exhibiting that dead-eyed look JB is so fond of rendering. Yikes.
The babysitter's toast is always a high point of a wedding reception, and, while listening, I noticed the cornice line on Wilbur's hair. It makes it so much more than just a combover.
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Actually, Nan has taken her rightful place at the table with the stand-ins for Wilbur and Mary. They’re used to set up the camera shots, then the principals step in for the actual photographs. Nan will be subbing for Iris (of course) and Toby, which is an even better match.
What happened to Mary between the ceremony and this excuse for a reception (no food?)? Is it past her bedtime? Her face and hair have just about hit the floor.
It would’ve been fun if Nan was hitting on Jeff, who seems to be appearing and disappearing. Maybe Nan is going from table to table, telling everyone how proud she is of her little Zakie who’s all grown up now.
The food is coming zak hired tonys deli so each guest will get chicken cutlet assorted sides and a variety of soft drinks . Cant have booze when you have wilber toby and tommy as guests .
At first glance, I thought Mary was either gassed or had swallowed her dentures. But after closer inspection, I don't think that's supposed to be Mary. It's tough to tell when everyone wears purple. But the collar is different and I'm sure Mary wouldn't have allowed herself to be seated anywhere but the head table. Maybe it's Zak's Gran with his Nan.
HelenClark
Yay! Zakie is a WORKING SUCCESS! Wait, what?
Yahoonski - Good point. I guess if I had the choice, I'd rather be an unemployed success.
HelenClark
Dear God. This once again goes to prove Mary’s long suspected status as an immortal Mampire (or Meddlevämpyr, as the Germans term it). Deprived of any chance to meddle during the hours-long ceremony, and further drained by Rev Freeman’s holy presence, the long years of her predation on this earth begin to take their toll as she withers to a shadow of her formerly spry persona.
But never fear, gullible young Brandy is soon to approach with quivering lip in desperate need of advice re her romance with Food Team colleague Tommy. Mary will soon sink her fangs into a juicy meddle once again and be restored to the bloom of apparent (very) late middle age, at the dire cost of draining all remnants of personality from everyone around her.
Aside from the fact that the woman seated next to Nan has a pronounced overbite, I can see that she isn't Mary due to the scenes of Mary in previous strips, wearing a flouncy open- necked blouse with what look like large plastic beads, an outfit that Mary may have worn to her aforementioned graduation from Clown College. In any case, the woman seated next to Nan looks like her eyes are closed, or maybe she is exhibiting that dead-eyed look JB is so fond of rendering. Yikes.
The babysitter's toast is always a high point of a wedding reception, and, while listening, I noticed the cornice line on Wilbur's hair. It makes it so much more than just a combover.
Good one, Vince. I don't laugh out loud very often, but you got me with the "babysitter's toast".
HelenClark
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