Reading the top strip, and hearing ZZ Top, “Every girl crazy ’bout a sharp dressed man”. Especially a man secure enough in his own masculinity to wear a pink tutu and NOT hiding.
And Mr Laughing Boy best watch out. With Miguel’s physique, long arms, and dance stance, it wouldn’t take much to “Oops, I’m sorry”, knock Mr Laughing Boy on his laughing ass. Quite by accident, of course.
Maybe everyone is, like me, avoiding the internet?
Used to be toxic, now it’s toxic and depressing.
Or else it’s like a solar cycle, sometimes hot, sometimes cool…
In other words, I have no idea.
Reading the top strip, and hearing ZZ Top, “Every girl crazy ’bout a sharp dressed man”. Especially a man secure enough in his own masculinity to wear a pink tutu and NOT hiding.
And Mr Laughing Boy best watch out. With Miguel’s physique, long arms, and dance stance, it wouldn’t take much to “Oops, I’m sorry”, knock Mr Laughing Boy on his laughing ass. Quite by accident, of course.
I’m starting to feel like the first Twilight Zone episode, “Where Is Everybody?”, Earl Holliman (Oct 1959)
Maybe everyone is, like me, avoiding the internet?
Used to be toxic, now it’s toxic and depressing.
Or else it’s like a solar cycle, sometimes hot, sometimes cool…
In other words, I have no idea.
And you give me a hard time about always saying something 😛