Happy Thanksgiving, my fellow Canadians. I'm sure many of you
are currently devouring far too much turkey. Some of you are
even partaking of multiple turkeys on multiple days. I think
I shall have another cheese sandwich.|
Thanksgiving: it's for giving thanks and feeling guilt! Yay!
|Monday, October 12, 2009|
|Panel 1: In the Davies College basement, Barbara, dressed as Sherlock Holmes, is following the mysterious man in polka-dot pyjamas.|
Man: Are you still following me?
Barbara: Of course.
Panel 2: Steve and Marie, who have also been following, watch from a distance as Barbara gets into the man's face.
Barbara: You represent a simplistic mystery that I solved without effort, but one puzzle does remain:
Barbara: What does someone who who thinks it is acceptable to shun other social contact whilst he has a lady friend to gratify his needs do when the relationship that defines him ends?
Panel 4: The man gives Marie and Steve a huge, baffled "Can you believe this lady?"-type shrug.
Barbara: Does he even own clothes? I see no evidence of that.
Marie [to the man]: We have no idea who she is. We're here because of coincidence.
Alt-Text: Wizard appears stage right, intones, "There is NO SUCH THING as coincidence," and exits. No one ever mentions this again.
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