Ask the nag. She thinks she’s normal.
Gunthie is about to have a long overdue epiphany. There is no “us,” and there never has been. Sayonara, Bets!
Now Gunther will finally learn the truth about his “relationship” with Bets. He was just an accessory all along, a prop for her social media life. If he had meant anything more to her, this subterfuge of Tiffany’s would never have been necessary. Time for Gunther to unload her as excess baggage and get on with his life.
“Hooray!” cries the Troll!
The plot is thickening. The tension is becoming unbearable. There are so many loose ends to tie up, relationships to repair. Next week will be the tipping point for all of these characters. Guess it’s time for another week of Shannon the brat to annoy everyone.
The assignment was what do YOU plan to do this summer. Nate isn’t allowed to make any plans at all. Dear old Mom programs his summer whether he likes it or not.
Tut tut, Sigmund. Sometimes a greased wiener is just a greased wiener.
I should add that “Horse” is a game played with a basketball, not a beanbag.
No, from Horse and Corn. In the game “Horse,” you get a letter every time you miss the same shot your opponent made until one of you spells “Horse.” In this case, he doesn’t want to risk dousing Aunt Edna again, so he just concedes the shot and takes the first letter, which is “C” since the game is now “Cornhorse.”