Snark It Up, FuzzBall!

New storyline or bizarre plot complication? You decide!

Really! How many derelicts does fashionable downtown Santa Royale really need?

Look for bigger fish to fry…

Remember a couple of days ago that Mary Worth ought to pretend the current story-line is finished.  I’d like to think that she has some control of her own life, and when she’s faced with a no-win situation, she’s not too proud to look for greener pastures or bigger fish or something that will give her few dwindling years of life some meaning.  It sure isn’t the Broken Record that is Nola…

…that this particular “story-line” is over.  Or at least Mary and Nola leave the restaurant by the end of the month.

Let’s see — three weeks ago:  Mary at a pool party.

Two weeks ago: Mary having dinner with Nola Wolverson.

One week ago: Mary having coffee with Toby (Nola at work).

This week: Mary having lunch with Nola.

It might not be Eldercare at its finest, but at least Mary isn’t wandering around in the mall.  Of course, this week’s story might qualify as elder abuse…

Wow, and not even the Prince of Darkness can help Mary now!

Maybe they’ll reach a truce by the end of lunch…

…or maybe not!  Whatever it is — TGIF!

Not so much about Mary here, but about the folks at the Comics Curmudgeon (not to mention Josh F. himself!),  who can find the most interesting bits of funny in the littlest things.

Like Mary’s cookbook collection…

Still, it’s amazing how much fun we can have with a single strip.  Whether it’s ridiculing Toby’s marriage:

Or the beauty that is Mary Worth and Her Hand Gestures, a good time can be had by all, twice in a single day!

…but I can only take so much of  this halt-and-start interrogation on my morals and ethics while I watch your Frosted Lime Congeal congeal even more.  I’m outa here!

And because our sweet Mooncattie had to say something unfortunate (“Dear Lord, Please don’t let tomorrow’s edition include the words “Let me tell you a story”!), here’s something horrific a day early (sorry, Mooncattie!):

For some reason, I’m not taking the chance of this plot-line going off the rails and leading to a Grand Meddle and Hosannas to Saint Mary.  I’d love to see someone as unrepentant as Nola (who just likes sex and power) get the best of Mary.  I’d even be happy if Mary manages to get Nola and Charley Smith (similarly unrepentant and with the only character flaw being a fan of Rogers & Hammerstein musicals).

I can imagine Mary rationalizing that match based on “Well, at least they’re not making other people miserable.”, right up to the point when Nola and Charley begin swinging with other Charterstone couples (Delilah and Lawrence, Toby and Ian, Wilbur and Dawn, Ernie and Bonnie).

Perhaps she’ll even come to regret the events that led to the demise of Aldo — thinking that without a condo-partner,  she’ll never be considered one of the “in crowd.”

Yeah, you want to see this.  Admit it.

Sure, it’s more talking heads around the Dining Table of Doom, but maybe Mary’s weakening. I hope so!

I think we’ve moved into the living room for some after-dinner booze, but the topic’s the same (after all, this is why Mary invited Nola over in the first place…you don’t think Mary would’ve considered inviting a woman who looks like nothing more than a cheap floozy over in the first place, did you?).

Speaking of cheap floozies…

*gasp*  Has Mary met her match?!

Quite possibly…

It’s Charterstone Pool Party time!  Okay, you can stop placing bets that Mary will have passed away before we reached this exciting day!  And there’s a Hussy in our midst, too!