Whaaaaaaa? Things sure went south fast! With Carol's really really suddenly declining health, I mean. Good thing Tommie followed Carol into the bathroom. Maybe this incident will help Tommie regain her zest for nursing. "I forgot how
good it feels to have a job that isn't shoveling horse manure!"
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"I feel sick... Help me!" Oh yuk. Tommie's going to have to help hold Carol's hair to keep her from going all Lupe Velez. ("Apartment 3-G" turned into "Hollywood Babylon" so gradually that nobody noticed.)
Get better soon, Carol. I wanted the endless dialogue to end, but not with you barfing in a toilet due to an organic brain malady.
At least it's not "Funky Winkerbean", in which case we'd be in for about ten weeks of "HA HA BRAIN TUMOR".
Is that a cat behind Carol's shoulder in Panel 1? If not, what the heck is it? If so, what the heck happened to it?
If you mean the vertical orange stripes, I think those are just ordinary six-inch-wide window drapes in the middle of a windowless wall.
If you mean the green cubical thing, it's what happened to Lily the deer after those aliens from "Star Trek" used that ray that turns deers into little cubes.
I am making a prediction right now: Carol is preggers. Tommie, as an OB nurse, will recognize it.
That thing in panel one is a manifistation of the demond that took over LuAnn's body and turned her into a hag. Her head is going to spin around now while she barfs. The 'help me' isLu ann's real voice from her tormented soul! Back me up evil Weston! Whoo hoo!
Did I hear someone call for assistance? I LOVE the idea of Carol Collins being a sinister, sneaky, snarky demon who has taken over Lu Ann Powers’s body, while the real Lu Ann just mutters a weak “Help me!!!” and Tommie is too oblivious to realize that her roommate has been possessed by the evil demon Carol Collins. Tommie foolishly thinks that Carol is her margarita-swilling friend!
Also, I ended my last comment a few days ago with “Oh, BARF!” That was my reaction to this “plot,” not a suggestion for a new plot development. On the other hand, the wretched, retching Carol Collins does pique my interest ...
I don’t think she’s pregnant. That would be too interesting.
I think I'll combine the two theories and suggest that Carol Collins is pregnant with a demon baby. Skeptical? Explain this: "Carol Collins" is an anagram of both "LOL, slain croc", AND "See our nail colors" (C-R-Nail Colors). That exploding sound? That was your mind…being…blown! (Did I mention I'm really, really bad at anagrams?)
Barking Monkey: Those were like the two best anagrams I've ever seen. Behind the scenes at LLoA3G: I spent at least a half hour trying to come up with a demonic anagram with Margo Magee and I think the best I did was "Gore am Game."
And you guyyyyys! I hope you're not pumping your hopes too high. I mean, pregnancy? No way. That would mean they had relations OUT OF WEDLOCK. You do realize this is the 1950s, right? .......right?
Carol Collins is really throwing herself into the role of Satine in the Happyness Hills Community Theatre's production of 'Moulin Rouge.'
Off topic for today, but I found this site via National Geographic, and all Apt. 3G aficionados will enjoy it: http://www.dilliedeer.com/
@Maggie -- Don't you remember the night when Carol was serving up the coffee while Jack was getting dressed? No 50's sensibilities about that!
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