171 – The Story of Summer Pt. 3
Hmmm… this might explain the eyepatch incident… revenge! (and for those who don’t know what I’m talking about, go here. It happens to be my husband’s favorite strip. I don’t know if I should be happy or worried about that.)
There are two “starts” to this storyline. The real start is here. The start to The Story of Summer is here.
Oh no’s!! How’s he gonna play the gig?
Now that’s how you make an entrance!
‘Imy’s here to cure what ails ya!’
I’m scared yet intrigued by what she means by that.
(Of course for Jay she is what’s ailing him.)
Ouch..?
see,i told you,woman are a pain in the ….hand.
LOL, what a great entrance. That is just what would expect their first meeting to be like. 🙂
Awesomeness!!!
ha! reminds me of myself entering the bar last night, except i didnt smash someones hand! lol
wau..OUCH!.. that must hurt.. anyway.. now I cant wait to see how this will continue :o).. great storyline Irma :o)
As unfortunate as this is, it has lots of potential. If Jay’s hand isn’t hurt too badly, and they’re both good people (which we know that they are), they’ll spend the next 15 minutes with Imy apologizing for the terrible thing she’s done and Jay assuring her that he’s OK (or will be). Which actually presents both of them in a very good light. And the next time they meet they have to talk again, since Imy has to ask if his hand is better (and probably apologize again).
Nicely done – can’t wait to see where this goes.
That’s definitely one heck of an entrance. I can’t really picture mild-mannered Imy pulling that line today. Those five years with Jay musta toned her down a bit.
haha NICE good work XD
now lets hope she can cure that little incident 😛
This leads to more questions too…like where’s the “rock” t-shirt? It’s the details, people.
Of course this is how they met!!! haha
wit: Oooh, I never noticed that. You know what I did notice? Imy’s hair is red. So…did she dye it brown and Irma re-dyed it red? Hmmm…*strokes imaginary goatee*
Amanda: Remember, the real Irma has retconed Imy’s hair to have always been red.
SLAM, BAM, THANK YA MA’AM!