It’s Sunday, and Mary and Jeff are still wandering the sea, looking for the Bum Boat Bistro or something. Conversation (read, Mary pontificating) continues, so I chose to just skip ahead to the final panels.
So, our two lovebirds have landed at the Bum Boat, where the talk and rehashing goes on and on. OTOH, there’s no danger in beating a deadhorse, is there?
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