The Holly See

Good Monday morning all, billytheskink here, back for another two week tour of deconstruction.

Of all the many places on this terrestrial ball, where would you most like to be on a Monday morning? If you answered “why, waiting for someone in the Cleveland-Hopkins International airport terminal Mr. theskink, where else?” then today’s strip is definitely for you!

While this strip is seemingly innocuous, would it really surprise any of us if Holly mistaking every male-female pair of soldiers at the airport for Cory and (I’m guessing) Rocky was the launching point for a “very special story arc” about Prosopagnosia?

All Bi Myself

Today’s weak and somewhat offensive gag is one of those that works only when read, not when spoken; that is, “bipolar” is usually not pronounced with an ellipsis after the first syllable. Unless Cindy already is suspicious of Mason’s heterosexuality, and has prepared and rehearsed her acceptance in anticipation of his coming out. “Oh, well there’s nothing…that a little taste of my sweet sweet jelly roll can’t cure!” Still, the revelation of his mental disorder comes as a relief by comparison.

Perennial FW bit player Bald Guy with Hipster Glasses returns!

Cindy-rella

Mason uses humor in an attempt to calm Cindy’s doubts about their May-September romance. It really is the sort of wisecrack that a guy might make to his sweetheart in real life. It just comes off as a little flippant, given that we’ve spent the better part of the last month watching a woman who married a widower having the riot act read to her via video by the dead first wife.