Oh my god, Margo is such a bitch! And yet, she, of course, is the one that keeps me riveted to this strip, in all her smirky, petulant glory. I mean, look at Lu Ann in comparison. She should be an inconsolable tower of rage right now, spitting with every indignant word, but in reality, she can hardly keep her pointin' finger straight. She doesn't even look upset, really. Her expression in the second panel is more like disbelief that Margo is capable of lying. "How you say words not true??" Ohhh Lu Ann. You've got a lot to learn!
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I'm waiting for Margo to look around and wisecrack, "What a dump!"
Haha! Would she be channeling Bette Davis or Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf?
The only being Margo would ever channel is Margo.
Also, Jack seems pretty mad at Lu Ann for some reason... I just wish we could see a little thought bubble coming from him saying "Geez, who died and made YOU curator?"
It's worse than a smirk. Margo looks scary, almost possessed. If her head spins around and she spews green liquid, I'm outta here.
Poor Jack, he obviously doesn't really need this kind of cat fight in his life...he just wants to do whatever it is that he does...but yea, Margo woke up on the bitch side of bed at that spa...
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