What if dogs could talk?!???
Who cares? They’re at least as interesting as their geriatric owners…
Oh, just FINE! Saul is seeking out Mary Worth for advice…and you know it’s serious when he ditches Greta to go see Mary!
Time for a fabulous Nethen’s hot dog treat…
Because “nethen” beats one (or two)…
Good lord…how long does it take to eat a hot dog?!??
And now for a little jaunt to Santa Royale’s premier mall, minus the pups. But it’s also kind of a surreal day…
This little episode just keeps getting weirder and weirder…
And how will Saul and Eve reconcile, following he misbegotten shopping excursion?
…when one of the Readers of the Comics Curmudgeon ask, “Wouldn’t it be nice (no, it wouldn’t) if the Jules ball (from the new abortion that is Mark Trail) rolled into Mary Worth and livened things up?” I don’t know if it’d liven things up, but I’m willing to give it a try.
And sort of a trip back to the ’70s, when Mary came to Santa Royale to manage Charterstone, and was apprised of all the “don’t”s of the place…like no pets, no children, and I suspect no one that failed the WASPy look, either…
Tommy remembers who Mary Worth is! (Geeez, when even Tommy realized how lame spending time with Brandy is…)
Yes, big bag o’ Ravioli is a little out of Mary’s wheelhouse, so what else could it be?
Mary’s generosity blooms even more this time of year, with a offering of a big ol’ slab of holiday blueberry cobbler!
And then, all the good will goes south…
…and familiarity begins to breed contempt…
And then, the story never, ever ended…it just went on and on.
See? SEE??? I told you it never ended!!!
One could only hope, but it wouldn’t be much of a climax:
Like the previous “Madi searches for her feelings” plot (I think it was that one), this current plot is going on and on. Don’t believe me? How long do you need to be in a diner for a meal? Even if you have something to discuss with an ex-boyfriend, or whatever…
It looks like Brandy and Tommy are one again! I’d like to say “One and done,” but I doubt that I’ll be that lucky…
…then again, you never know!
And once again, Moy and Brigman appear to forget that Mary Worth is the title. and the main character. and why thy get paid for churning out this little stip. Time to remind them. Drawing the curtain on this current plot wouln’t hurt, either…
…that’s exactly what Tommy’s doing (whether or not Mary suggested it). And it’s paying off, too!
And movin’ on might be a good idea, too.
On and on and on and on….
Tommy escapes from Mary’s clutches, filled with underbaked banana bread and loads of good advice.
It seems that the banana bread isn’t sitting too well, though…
It appears that things are getting back on track…Mary exercising, Tommy counselin school kids on the EVILS!!! of drugs…
And Tommy still does his best to win Brandy back…
I’m beginning to lose hope…
And sometimes, you just have to put on your big boy Underoos…
Tommy realizes when it’s best to cut ties with toxic relationships and deal with folks who actually appreciate him.
It was necessary. And you know it. But at least we know that Tommy has a great dinner of canned tuna and onion rings waiting for him!
He may be a reformed druggie, but Tommy remembers his childhood manners. Anyway, when Mary offers banana bread, a little delayed dinner at his own place can’t hurt. Can it? CAN IT???
Leonardo da Renaissance Dude!
And then I begin to ask myself, “Why was I missing Mary in the strip?”
Well, look what we have here! Mary seems to have found it in the fridge…or the cupboard…or under the sink…
Hey, all he did was ask an honest question!
At least if you leave on unfriendly terms, Tommie, you won’t have to haul the old hag’s groceries upstairs anymore…
Don’t do it, Tommy!
WHEW! A whole week of Mary “advising” (read, meddling) Tommy! But we lived through it all, didn’t we?
(well, not the pigeons…)
So Brandy kicks Tommy to the curb. You know, I never liked Tommy, but I think he’s light years ahead of this chick in getting a little sympathy…
A note! How positively high school!
And as the plot lurches to a stop, with a week of Tommy begging and Brand snubbing, snarkers take thing into their own paws!
Although the artist is honestly selling beautiful, downtown Santa Royale short; just ask any resident:
Yeah, like Tommy’s in any mood to have a conversation.
Tommy meets up with Vin, an old friend from the “Royale”. What could possibly go wrong?
So Tommy walks the straight and narrow, refusing to partake with his old drug buddy, and he STILL gets all sorts of crap from Brandy!
And sometimes, you just have to cut your losses…
I may as well mention that today is 31 October 2020….creepy on so many levels, Tommy!
You know, I don’t like Tommy. I never liked Tommy. And yet, in this current storyline, Tommy is a regular St. Francis…hit the bricks, Brandy!
