By bats | May 27, 2020 - 12:13 pm

…on suddenly-happy-but-still-craving-attention Dawn by finding someone new to amble around Charterstone.

This may only be a May-December friendship, but no one could even speculate on the Mary-Dawn catastrophe was…

And just when you think Dawn was headed for the thing that is Jared:

But not to worry….someone is always lurking in the cattails…

And, although you didn’t hear it from me, but I think we’re at the end of “Dawn Falls in Love (no, I really mean it this time)”…

Nope, Dawn is still there, pawing at Mary.

By bats | May 24, 2020 - 1:18 pm
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…this story is never going to end.

By bats | May 20, 2020 - 11:51 am
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…which is to say “not very much.”

It’s hard to decide…does Dawn want to spill her guts or gloat to Mary? Maybe she’s just looking for a free hand-out.

And has all this soul-searching and clarity-seeking caused Dawn to grow up, even a teensy bit?

“Who’s sick of Mary?”
WE ARE! WE ARE!

Dammitall! Dawn just can’t keep from telling anything that’ll listen how wondeful Jared is. Fortunately, only Mary appears cornered at the moment.

The Weston I.Q. just keeps spiraling down, down, downward…

We DESERVE a pool-party, after all this miserable excuse for young (yeah, right) love!! While I was on hiatus, something thrilling supposedly happened!
(A) Mary dives in to save li’l Jeffy Keane!
(B) Mary cives in to save the octopus and/or calamari from weak-bladdered Jeffy Keane!
(C) Who dares? Maybe she’ll drown!
WHO CARES?!?? WE DESERVE IT!!

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By bats | May 12, 2020 - 12:19 pm
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…Moy has run out of ideas. Mary Worth is dead. Everyone at Charterstone (except for Wilbut, his ladyfriend and Libby) is dead. All of Santa Royale is dead. It’s a pandemic of Dumb, people! Why do you thing Dawn and Jerod are still in the airport?!??

Well, it looks like either Dawn and/or Jerod are bored with standing around the airport terminal…time to head home!

Evidently, Jerod manages to slip by the Elephant Man, and it’s time to head home some more!

Even a blind pig finds the occasional acorn:

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By bats | May 6, 2020 - 3:55 pm
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Four hours? Seven hours? Two weeks? A month! I guess it’s long enough for us to get reacquainted with Jerod and remember just how contemptible he is!

I suppose the take-home message is that the flight may take a long time, but air travel is at least 110% safe! Just relax, Jerod…Dawn will be touching down at the Santa Royale International Airport/Waffle House in minutes or hours or something…

HOUR 46 of Dawn’s NY to Santa Royal flight…and Jerod has the sads again:

Oh, those mean doctors! As if Jerod doesn’t have enough on his plate!

Home again! Home again! Just watch out for Dawn’s jet skidding the Pacific…

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By bats | May 5, 2020 - 11:01 am
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…and if that doesn’t work: “So long, Screwy — see ya in St. Louie!

Homeward bound! Can you believe it? It’s been such a grea…..oh. Look. It’s Jerod.

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By bats | April 27, 2020 - 1:10 pm
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Well, maybe. Dawn “needs to talk” to Hugo. Hugo? He’d just rather have a rouleau bon marché et vide de sens dans le foin. Viva la sexe!

Oh, what a weeping Wilma! Hugo (briefly) thinks that he may be the cause of Dawn’s distress, but she’s as clueless as she has been for the last 15 years (or more) of her 20s.

Pepe Le Hugo is heroic to the last, even if Dawn has lowered le boom on him.

Of course, there’s a little le boom coming from Hugo as well…

Well, I think we ought to be very, very happy that Dawn and Hugo will remain friends (long-distance relationships can be so brutal!). And let’s cap off an expensive French dinner with cheap American ice cream…sorta like this whole escapade.

So we have to say goodbye for the summer…

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By bats | April 20, 2020 - 10:31 am
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Why on earth did I think anything would HAPPEN in a Sunday Mary Worth? Worse yet, we’re being treated to several panels that are REPRINTS (yes, honest to Dieu REPRINTS) of the earlier week’s strips! How do you say “lazy”? Paresseux will work…
Bob Weber, Jr., could get a few “find six differences” puzzles from the three panels re-used here.

OH! But maybe….

I wonder how you say “ohpleaseohpleaseohplease” in French?

I told my friends that I was abandoning this story line in Mary Worth because it was just so repetitious and boring. But I seemed to have lied (honestly, I thought the writer would get disgusted with the plot and characters, too!).

I sense a great disturbance in the Force…or may Hugo is just getting tired (really, really tired) of his American paramour) Dawn. I know I am.

Oh, boy! It’s time to strap on the old feedbag again!

And the end of another endless week. What will the Devil’s boit await them?

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By bats | April 13, 2020 - 4:52 pm
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It’s not that we haven’t seen Wilbur lately, but we haven’t seen Wilbur lately. I hope things are still going gang-busters with Estelle!

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By bats | - 4:45 pm
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Guess who’s on her way to the most contagious contaminated interesting place on earth?!??

Hugo and Dawn are reunited! And could it be that Dawn has forgotten all about his insufferable self? Well, if she has, she’s quite a dolt!

I’m sure that Dawn can overlook his little eccentrities, right? There’s so much more to concentrate upon!

Hon! Hon! Hon! Today is another day, oui? And there’s so much to see in NYC, like a 40-year-old movie!

Yeah, like this little put-down of the Great American Theater (not Theatre, like those stuffy Brits), is going to result in a MONSTROUS blow-up in the Sunday strip…dream on, folks.

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