Dr. Jeff Cory is coming really close to 9 Chickweed Lane‘s Seth the Gay Ballet Dancer as the Shutupshutupshut Candidate of the Week.
And yes, there IS more:
This has got to be one of the most unimaginative bridges to a new story line ever.
“…giving it a rest!”.
Mary evidently is not interested in a personal electronic reading device. Then again, how silly we are to assume that the lady can’t take care of herself.
Jeff remains slow on the uptake. Glad he’s not my doctor.
And the gallant fellow he is, Jeff just keeps poking at Mary. Cripes, Cory, think of the money you’re saving NOT having to pony up for a personal electronic reading device for Mary!
Or, as Mary speculates, “That would buy a lot of batteries!”
Adrian and Scott are safely married and off on their honeymoon at some dud ranch in North Santa Royale (all the real dude ranches are in Santa Royale del Norte, you know), and instead of celebrating the end of one story line with a salmon square-filled Charterstone pool party, we get a commercial for a Kindle iPad Etch-a-Sketch something that isn’t a pool party. Boo!
On the other hand, while she seems to say “no no no,” Mary’s gaze is strangely Thulsa Doomesque as Jeff extols the virtues of his…um, thing.
[Mostly to have fun with creepy people in the mirror. Or sitting in front of a mirror. Whatever.]
…but I thought Jill Black ought to have as many photos of the rehearsal dinner as possible. I think she could bring Scott and Jeff up on assault charges. Wonder which one would turn into a prison prima donna first…
Fathers, hide your daughters!
Let’s get this party started good and proper!
Jeff absconds with his son, and Mary goes to ogle the gifts (undoubtedly planning on taking at least one home for all the “good advice” she’s doled out during this particular story-arc.
But a mysterious envelop is spotted! Who could it be from?!?
Force Lightning! I should’ve known:
Panel 1 of the 1 January 2010 Funky Winkerbean was Les kissing Lisa — and she was normal colored, not all zombie rotten* and skeletal, like you’d expect her to be after 10 years. (Yes, Les is effed in the head.) The second panel was him gazing out at the moon while two desperate women had wished to be his New Year’s snogging buddy. (Yes, they’re effed in the head, too.)
Still, if Les were by the window, you think it could’ve been a little more dramatic…
Since Les is apparently a Time Lord and can zip back and forth (e.g., kissing what appears to be a living, breathing Lisa), maybe he’s not at a New Year’s Eve party at all! Maybe he’s in sunny California, at the most-talked-about wedding of the year in Santa Royale!
* Major mashup news! What the world needs is more mashups, and CC’s faithful curminion Joe Blevins is doing a continuing series based on Ziggy the Zombie = Zomby! As you might imagine, it’s a lot funnier than the original: http://d2rights.blogspot.com/search/label/Zomby
…when everyone re-evaluates their lives and actions, and resolves to improve themselves.
I mean, just listen to Jill’s regret in Panel 1, hurting her BFF Adrian’s feelings and nearly ruining the rehearsal dinner. (Yes, this panel is untouched…just like the art in Panel 2, when a remorseful Jill makes her intentions to set things to right is known.)
Sequitur, one of The Comics Curmudgeon’s faithful minions, did an elegant mashup just by putting a big, bloody knife in Jill’s fist. (I’ll link it if he gives me permission.) I’d completely missed that opportunity…but not for long!
…gallivanting around with that hot, young buck Trey! What would Mary Worth say?
Ah, looks like Mary’s busy destroying someone else’s life offering good advice…