on December 18, 2009 at 12:00 am
Desperate Late Night Talk Show-Wife
This may be my last post. The National Weather Service predicts the Triangle might get an inch or less of snow after 1 p.m. today.
It’s the End of Days!!!!
Have a great weekend everyone. I’ll see you Monday…maybe.
– Ben
There’s nothing better than brutal honesty.
Now she just needs to tell her husband this…
Speaking of brutal honesty–it’s Ben’s birthday…Just how old is he? Guess his age and win a prize (the prize of being right)!!
I’m hooked on this strip. Thanks for that. Happy B-Day Ben. I’ll guess 31. You look good for a cartoon.
Happy Birthday, Ben. Let me guess, 35?
Sharp! 😀
As for Ben’s birthday (Happy Birthday!), I have two Bob Barker-approved choices: I could bet in the middle, at 33, or play it low and go for 1. I think I’ll try 33.
First, thanks Paul for bringing this up, jerk.
Secondly, all the guesses so far are a tad low, but I appreciate everything thinking I’m younger than I actually am, or at least pretending to think that way.
Hahaha! I don’t know where to start laughing first. You guys nailed this one.
Oh, yeah….Happy Birthday, Ben!!!!
I guess that’s just Renee’s way of encouraging Isabel to be honest if she was sleeping with her husband.
Happy Birthday, Ben.
I think this is one of my favorite strips so far writing wise. As for Ben’s age… hmmm. I’ll guess dirt. Yeah! I win.
Well, we are slowly learning a bit more about the complex character that is Renee. (1) A brutal murderer (or at least quick with the modeling clay), (2) a philanderer, and (3) a workaholic. Unless her laptop is tuned to things other than her intranet. I am so glad Woody had a Lettermanesque (but sadly off-strip) fling with that hot witch lady to teach a lesson to that puppy farm.
42, the answer to everything is 42!
“Life…don’t talk to me about LIFE….!”
I think Paul is right. Dirt sounds like the correct answer (plus I think Ben will never tell!). Though Marrock makes 42 not so bad as an age to reach (I think when I hit 42, a Douglas Adams themed party would rock!).
39!…hope Letterman doesn’t read your strip. This story line might hit too close to home.
@Bearman, You guessed correctly! You win!
@Paul: Pangalactic Gargle Blasters for everyone and make sure you have your towel.
As long as there’s Vogon poetry recitals, I’m in.
“Oh, freddled gruntbuggly…”
@dolllar:
Whilst the head looks real, the alleged victim can be seen clearly here after the head. I suspect that she had a model already made just in case it would come in useful.
Ps.
I thought they were joking as well.