I can't be the only one who looked at today's Mare and said, "Dear God in heaven -- it's an Art Frahm moment." Can I?
Not familiar with the "art" of Art Frahm? Time to educate yourself about the effects of celery on loose elastic. (Click the image on that page to enter the twisted world of Art Frahm. Warning -- I'd give that link a mild PG rating, with the possibility of some mild embarassment if a person with no sense of humor walks by your desk while you're looking at it.) Then come back here and apply what you've learned to the image above, and then see if you're as repulsed as I was when it first popped into my head.
Also, Wilbur appears to be morphing into Mr. Weatherbee from the old Archie comics. And that jacket....whoo hoo, FABULOUS, there Willie!
The fact that you can't see her lower torso doesn't make your cognitive leap a stretch.
Ick, that was bad.
Posted by: Woy | January 23, 2006 at 10:10 PM
Just glad there's no celery in her bag. The thought is just icky.
Posted by: Ding | January 24, 2006 at 09:19 AM
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Posted by: Julie | January 24, 2006 at 10:56 AM
Hey my comment should have showed a "shudder" in between the << >>.
Posted by: Julie | January 24, 2006 at 02:36 PM
Wifey -- typepad must've thought you were entering html code. The "shudder" DID come through on the email that gets kicked out to me when someone comments.
Posted by: Bob | January 24, 2006 at 02:42 PM
Obviously, Wilbur is a private in the 1950's era Chinese army.
Posted by: Ol'Froth | January 27, 2006 at 11:13 PM