On the boredwalk…
What nobody needs…
Might Mary be MISTAKEN?!??
Jeff ‘n’ Mary’s last date…
Guess who!
Yes, and it’s the same old, same old…
All good things must come to an end…
one sharp-eyed reader noticed that Mary was wearing a variety of cowl-tops (the color of them, at least) While the color palette has been exhausted, Mary has decided to try stretching out her wardrobe. (and yes, stretch rhymes with retch…)
Fortunately, the Scene Changes, and it’s to Wilbutt…Oh, well…
Maybe not…maybe Wilbutt is content…like Dawn. Stand by for the end of the world.
No such luck. If nothing else, Mary always has the Last Word:
We interrupt to make you savages honor a sacred holiday…
And it’s back to “Daze of Our Charterstone”…
and so it begins…
Dawn’s realization (so it’s a few weeks or months or years late…):
With Mary and her meddling out of the way, let the reconciliation begin!
How much of a schmuck are you if you lie for your cat?!??
Sadly, Dawn survives the nighmares…
Now it becomes a waking nightmare… hi, Mary!
And in the event that Dad has reservations….
You just know that confiding in Mary will take the better part of a week…
Yet, maybe Dawn can make the best of it…
A brand-new week! Too bad we’re still stuck in the Weston condo…
Take a nap, Dawn…everything will turn out all right!
Somehow, sleep never comes…
Things begin to clear up for Miss “How can it be MY fault?”….
At last, peaceful, serene sleep!
It gets worse…
Good.
But what’s REALLY important: Wilbutt and Dawn, Together Again!
Like Dawn is going to let Jared steal her limelight!
Then again, NOTHING trumps Mary Worth!
Jared bares his soul to Mary…
It ain’t over yet…
And if you think Mary’s going to let up…
Mary goes in for the kill!
Why, yes…it’s another salad day for Dawn and her nameless friend!
Of course, Dawn isn’t bitter…
…she’s just something less than bitter…
At least Dawn knows who her REAL friends are!
