I’d try to add insight to this comic, but I seriously have no earthly idea what is going on anymore. Will all these hideously dressed teenagers end up wearing a case of Nutboys? Perhaps. When Clambake starts making more sense than the current plot, you know it’s time to pack it in…
Nice notion!
Comment by Rebecca — June 2, 2009 @ 11:42 pm
I can see where this is going: Either Shep and his video nerd mate are going to film the whole sordid affair (which is heading down the route of an old man’s very wierd fantasy); or Bill Hawkins will burst in and be upset at the sight of Molly somehow “wearing” cans of Diet Coke.
Comment by Bernard Bernoulli — June 3, 2009 @ 3:21 am
Hmmm…Molly needs a swimsuit, but is too tall to fit into one of Anne’s swimsuits…what to do, what to do…
2, 3, 4 tell the people what she wore!
Comment by richard — June 3, 2009 @ 3:46 am
Pizza boxes? Boxes of Diet Coke? I do not get the jokes at all.
Comment by bevo — June 3, 2009 @ 5:44 am
Thanks Bevo, I thought it was me,,,,,Just HTF do you make a swimsuit out of a pizza box and diet coke cartons? This is giving stupid a whole new name
Comment by knoxy — June 3, 2009 @ 5:53 am
Maybe we’ll get to see Molly’s pepperonis.
Comment by Mudlarks Fan — June 3, 2009 @ 5:59 am
I didn’t know that swimsuits came in sizes based on height. It’s not like they are slacks where length would matter. Stupid, stupid, stupid!
Comment by Bobby Joe — June 3, 2009 @ 6:14 am
If it’s a one-piece swimsuit length would matter.
Comment by Scott de B. — June 3, 2009 @ 6:45 am
I take back what I said yesterday, this dialogue is even more retarded than a Hatt-Sacko exchange. Perhaps Molly will henceforth be known only as 6′1″ Molly Kinsella…
Brenda and Stacie must be the lightest lightweights in history, since they apparently have gotten drunk off of Diet Coke.
Comment by billytheskink — June 3, 2009 @ 7:49 am
Don’t be stupid, Diet Coke cartons are too flimsy.
Okay, then we can use a bathmat and some duct tape.
That’s insane, she might drown.
Alright then smarty, we can use this suit of armor.
Duh, a suit of armor will severly cut down on her ability to frolic. Plus, the drowning.
Well howsabout this ace bandage and this old athletic supporter I found in the garbage when they cleaned out Equipment Shed?
C’mon, she’s 6-foot-1, that cup is clearly for a somebody from 5 foot to 5-foot6.
You’re right. We’ll give it to the hot tub midget over there. (Oh boy, my own used jockstrap!….Quiet down hot tub midget, you only speak when spoken to!) Maybe she can just wear her underwear?
You’re clearly a dunce. She can’t wear underwear, she’s rehabbing a shotputting injury. (What’s that supposed to mean? Hush…This is your last warning hot tub midget!)
Ooo Ooo Ooo! I got it, we can draw a bathing suit on her with these sharpies!
Imbecile! We’d have to get her drunk first, or at least induce a pizza coma and she’s allergic to cheese.
Can she drive home a get a bathing suit?
Were your parents cousins? That would ruin the spontaneity of the impromptu all girl hot tub party!
Haven’t we already ruined the spontaneity of the impromptu all girl hot tub party with this ridiculous conversation?
Don’t you use logic with me, dimwit. Hey where’d everybody go?
Comment by Ned Ryerson — June 3, 2009 @ 7:49 am
Ned, your conversation definitely makes more sense than the comic.
Jason, you’re definitely right. Clambake is makin’ a lot more sense. I think these broads have been hitting the ecstacy.
How about some pasties?
Comment by Regina — June 3, 2009 @ 8:38 am
Do you think 6′1″ Molly got to where she is today by dressing up like Peter Pan? Forgetaboutit!!
Comment by Rex Kwan Do — June 3, 2009 @ 8:41 am
Maybe these are subtle digs at Molly’s stick-figure physique? She’s so flat, she can wear a cardboard box?
Aside from the physical difficulties in making swimwear out of cardboard or flatboard, there’s the issue of getting into the hot tub and the material basically disintegrating. While Shep and Robbbb (or possibly Sacko and Hatttt) capture the whole thing on video.
Hmmm… maybe not such a bad idea after all. But again, I’m setting myself up for disappointment. Rubin’s sure to let this development fizzle out, just like all the others.
Comment by johnw — June 3, 2009 @ 9:52 am
Is this is what girls in a pizza coma talk like? God, it’s worse than being drunk.
That said, if this DOES end up with a bathing suit made out of cardboard, we might just reach Summer of Fun insanity levels.
Comment by El Santo — June 3, 2009 @ 11:05 am
From Yesterday:: 18. Lawrence and ANYBODY ELSE with the 3rd panel of Ruby/Wiggy’s Messterpieces being chopped off:: The issue is your screen resolution setting in your operating system. For Windows XP here’s the trip you take: start> settings> control panel> display settings> screen resolution> where you increase the ‘aaa x bbb’ numbers (bytes per screen or something). Be sure that doesn’t muck up some other display of an application you may be running; you might have to change back and live with the chopped panel. If you’re not WindowsXP there will be an equivalent function to step through. I know I’m out of blog here but Mr. Gates, props to you for MS/DOS and Windows and your philanthropy but I hope you come up with a more intuitive operating system next time. And that will goose the value of my meager shares of your stock too.
On to Molly— 6. Mudlark’s fan: you want to see pepperoni’s? Show me the taco! And I’m betting too that video will be part o’ the lame sub-plot.
Comment by SemperFi4Evr — June 3, 2009 @ 11:53 am
Frank has finally gone completely and irrevocably insane.
Comment by James Reed — June 3, 2009 @ 12:02 pm
#15…I LOVE tacos…….whether there’s video or not!
Comment by meathook — June 3, 2009 @ 12:11 pm
Stacy and Brenda are only cracking wise. The joke will be over by panel one tomorrow and Molly will borrow a t-shirt and shorts from Ann. Unfortunately, the t-shirt will say TILDEN on it, and when her photo shows up on Facebook, Mimi will scold her for not showing the proper spirit.
This will take the next seven weeks to unfold.
Comment by dennyh — June 3, 2009 @ 12:28 pm
Evidently, there will be skinny dipping. It will be recorded by a pervy Shep, who will then be punched out Kaz-style by an enraged Bill Hawkins, who thinks he’s “defending his lady’s honor” or something equally medieval.
Comment by Wynne — June 3, 2009 @ 1:19 pm
Can you say “sexting”? Holly is about to get some exposure.
But Holly should be able to wear Anne’s swimsuit because,FYI, women’s swimsuits are incredibly stretchy. Heck, a size 8 will stretch enough to fit a 230 lb. 6′ 3″ man, please don’t ask me how I know.
Comment by ScooterAl — June 3, 2009 @ 1:43 pm
So when Bruce Springsteen sang about girls in their summer clothes, he meant pizza boxes and Diet Coke cartons ?
Comment by blondie — June 3, 2009 @ 2:05 pm
@ScooterAl: Actually, it’s quite a comfort to me that Neil Rubin probably doesn’t know about that delectable piece of trivia.
Comment by El Santo — June 3, 2009 @ 4:12 pm
@ScooterAl LMAO!
Comment by Gil'sBarber — June 3, 2009 @ 5:52 pm
As a plumber’s girlfriend, I wouldn’t want to help clean out that drain from the hot tub – yikes!
Comment by Gil'sBarber — June 3, 2009 @ 5:54 pm
So Thursday they make a cardboard swimsuit out of diet coke boxes. As if thats not nutty enough, what were they gonna do if Molly had a real suit? We still dont know whats next. Cardboard in a hot tub?? Thats a problem.
Comment by Rob — June 3, 2009 @ 6:42 pm
Regina’s thoughts about pasties, and other’s speculations about Molly’s taco are in vain. This is a set-up for a Moral Lesson about the latest threat to American Youth– phone photos! In Rubwhig’s world, sex has to do with using two straws to share a malt: it’s shocking enough that Milford has recently come to realize that kids know where the “liquor cabinet” is located…
Comment by vaganova — June 3, 2009 @ 7:56 pm