Posts Tagged sex
Sometimes I’ll draw a comic like this and feel awkward realizing my parents will see it. Then I’ll recall that my parents came of age in New York City in the sixties and figure they can handle it. SORRY IF[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Actually, it’s birds. That’s when birds are supposed to choose their mates. None of this is true, of course, but there is something about February to look forward to.
“You know what, I like to go into this date with almost a chip on my shoulder. How dare he ask me out? How dare anybody put me through this?”
It was Purim yesterday and it’s St. Patrick’s Day today, so there are those who would say that as the Jewish descendant of misspelled Scotch-Irish farmers I should now be in the middle of a forty-eight-hour bender. I am not,[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…