No Doggie Bag, Thanks…

Hmm! As a dog owner that takes his dogs out to eat frequently (On the outside patios of restaurants), today’s strip was like kryptonite to this ol’ snarker.  Any terse exchanges between the eatery’s staff and Wally that could have led to such gems as: “He’s not my dog, he’s my wingman” were wisely left out.

Two people in Westview are enjoying a quiet dinner without a problem, massive word balloon or smirk in sight.  Sure, the table randomly changes sizes throughout the meal, which must have led to some challenging dining, but other than that, I’m gonna leave these three alone.  It’s hard to argue with happiness, especially in Westview.

Drag 'til You Drop

Lesser Whark sez: “The complexity of drag and drop is only justified if you might put the ingredients somewhere other than on the pizza.  Montoni’s: the only pizzeria where you can order pepperoni in your soft drink.”

Sensing Tony’s technophobia, Darin proceeds to just flat-out just fucking with Tony’s head.

Lesser Whark again: “These two strips [Thursday’s and today’s] contradict each other.  Does the app just direct people’s browsers to the Montoni’s website (a waste of an app, especially given their discussion on the 25th)?  Or, does it replace the website, as described in the second strip?”