NO. NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Forgive the shouting, but Lynn SO did not go there. She did not. If this week's strip ends with Paul and Liz breaking up (you know she's going to throw us another Jim-and-Iris curveball tomorrow, you just know it - and just for the record, about Jim and Iris, I. Don't. Care) - well, then, Lynn and I are SO OVER.
Who am I kidding? You know I'm going to read this strip to its bitter, predictable and sappy end. I HATE HATE HAAAAAAAATE the Mike and Dee thing, because I can't stand Deanna as it is. I hated Anthony, and still hate him. It looks like every time Liz has a new and tantalizing possibility that could work out, Lynn comes along like that big Monty Python foot and crushes all the poor girl's hopes and dreams. Really, what's she got against that girl? Doesn't she deserve to be happy someplace other than in her hometown? I mean, most people don't live and die where they grew up anymore. They haven't for centuries now. And it hasn't exactly killed off the world population yet, has it?
Get with the times, Lynn. Just because you don't get buried where you were born doesn't mean that you can't live a satisfying, full, rich life. Get Liz out of Milborough pronto, hook her up with Paul, or I will have your head on a platter. Honestly.