For Better or For Worse by Lynn Johnston for October 27, 2014

OH . . .whoopie.

Poor Michael…at least most of the students…if not all…won’t recognize his mother! If this is a dance rather than a party , how did Michael think he’d ever have a chance with Deanna wearing the costume that he is wearing? I don’t think he’s thought that far ahead, however… ;)

The other guy’s lab coats should be white.

I would have said Larry, Curly and Moe.

One looks a lot like Dr. Clayton Forrester.The rest I don’t care about, because they obviously left out Dr. Emilio Lazardo and Dr. Frank N. Furter.

He was having fun till you showed up Ellie.

Anyone thinking “typecasting” about that costume?

Lynn’s Notes:

Mike Peters (Mother Goose and Grimm) tells a story about how upset his girls would get if he embarrassed them in public. Now, Mike just can’t help himself — he’s a wonderfully theatrical guy with a prankster’s edge. When one of his girls left her school lunch at home, he delivered it in person by leaping into her classroom dressed as Superman. This strip reminds me of that day, and how Marci still winces when she thinks of her dad in that costume.

I had to look up that Mike Peter’s story!

When Mike’s eldest daughter, Marci, was 12, she sank into the bleakest, angriest of moods. “The only time she would ever talk to me was if she needed me desperately,” Mike says. “One day she called and said, “Dad! Dad! I left my English term paper in my room. Bring it down as fast as you can!”

When Marian walked into their bedroom, Mike was stepping into his Superman tights.

“What are you doing?”

“You don’t want to know.”

He put a trench coat over the costume and drove to school. “I’m walking down the hall in a trench coat with a long red cape sticking out behind me and red shoes, saying hi to the janitor, and nobody says, ‘What the f—k are you doing?’” He walked up to the glass window in Marci’s classroom door, took off his trench coat, and put his hand on his hip like Superman. He heard a high girl’s voice say, “Oh shit.” The teacher came to the door and said, “Why, Superman, what brings you here?”

“You have a little girl here named Marci Peters,” Superman replied, knowing his daughter would cringe at the “little.” “She wanted me to bring this down as fast as I could!”

Marci didn’t speak to him for months.

at least mikes mom isn’t recognizable…