Tuesday March 10, 2015
Wednesday March 11, 2015
Things Margo is telling a grown-ass man:
- you make me sick to my stomach
- you're a quivering little worm
- I could crush you with my shoe
- get lost
100% great. Anyone who claims to be Margo's friend should know to prepare for days like this... days when Margo's magnificent rage and despair lock on to you like a heat-seeking missile and turn you to ash. And yet, isn't this why you love her? Don't you deal with weeks, months, years of indifference, ignored calls, expensive meals, unreturned favors, her kooky WASP-y ethnic mother with her silly fortune-teller friend—don't you do all this so you can occasionally bask in the white-hot laser beam of her disparagement?
Look at Sam's face in the second panel on Tuesday. Mingled with fear is the anticipation of pleasure. He's like, "Awww yeah, here it comes, the pay back!" Kudos to Frank Bolle for pulling out a pretty nuanced facial expression.