Funnily enough, this happened right about the time this strip first appeared (1990).
When I was 16 and bought my first car (1978 Trans Am with a 1970 LT1 engine, it was a crap pile, paid $600 for it) I decided to do my first oil change. I bought high quality oil, a high quality filter, and set the car up on my improvised “ramps” (parked on the road, with the two passenger side wheels on the curb), and proceeded to change the oil. I pulled the drain plug out, took the filter off (which was extremely difficult, it was seized and rusted in place), put a new filter on, crawled out from under the car, and poured the new oil in. Those of you who are mechanically inclined will note I left a vital step out of this sequence: As I poured the last bit of that precious oil into the engine I noticed a large puddle spreading toward my feet. I looked under just in time to see the last of my new oil dripping out of the oil pan, where I had neglected to reinstall the drain plug. Disgusted, I put the drain plug in, took my father’s truck to the local Canadian Tire, and bought five litres of the cheapest oil they had. So much for my “premium” oil…
Maybe Pickles will save them
They’re also the same people who decry shariah law, but want to force religion on people. And the same ones who say government shouldn’t interfere with private lives, but want to dictate who you sleep with, who you marry, what you smoke, etc.
This actually was a show. Drawn Together, it was an animated “reality” show about a bunch of cartoon characters from different genres living together in a house like Big Brother. There was a superhero, a disney-ish princess, a Spongebob-like character, a Zelda-like video game character, a blacksploitation “Josie & the Pussycats” type character, a spoof of Betty Boop, a Pokemon-type character, and a chauvinistic pig. It was a brilliant show, lasted three seasons, and was definitely not safe for kids
Politics has been the funny part of Bloom County since the beginning. And Breathed has been equally savage to both sides over the years.
You will note that I also took issue with the “just making sure” concept. As for “Bi-curious”, you only need to peruse any dating site to see those bi-curious men using the term to describe themselves. If you are happy in “poly” or “quad” relationships I have nothing against that. I can only speak for myself when I say that when I’m in a relationship with somebody I don’t want to share him with anyone else, male of female. I tried it with my ex, didn’t like it. Along a similar line, back when I was a young proto-gay and my relationship with the bi guy ended, and I was dating (or rather, open to the concept of dating – I never really did do the dating thing), I got into a conversation with a guy that did drag who was interested in me, and I had to explain to him that I could not go out with a guy that dresses like a woman because I am not attracted to women. My attraction to men goes beyond the gear in their pants. It’s the same reason I couldn’t go out with an overly feminine guy – I’m just not attracted to them, and I couldn’t force myself to be (and wouldn’t even try to). To each his own.
That is also true. I have some bi friends. The problem with being bi is that unless you have a very understanding partner or an open relationship, unless you “choose sides” you will be cheating on your partner should you choose to have sex with somebody else. Even if the partner is understanding it can cause problems. My first relationship was with a bi married guy, and his wife knew and gave her blessing. He traveled to the city through the week and back to the country for weekends. I had him through the week. I always resented having to spend weekends alone, while he spent time with his wife. She resented spending the weekdays alone while he spent time with me. We were both giving something up by being in part-time relationships, while he was living the best of both worlds. After less than a year I had had enough and ended it with him, but we remained friends. A few years later his wife ended it with him (and they remained friends). I wound up with the man I ended up marrying. She hasn’t met anyone, but mainly because she wasn’t interested in looking. And he, sadly, died from brain cancer about a year ago, but never did get in another long term relationship.
I don’t buy that “make sure” stuff. I knew I was gay when I was going through puberty, and I’m sure most people, gay or straight, have got it pretty much figured out by the time they leave their teens. There are lots of people in denial – hell, I was a deeply closeted mechanic who didn’t have sex with a guy until I was 25 years old, but I never, ever had sex with a woman – I simply was and am not interested in women, and people who know me did not openly question me about it because I don’t “look” or “act” like they assumed a gay guy would act. Even when I came out at 28 or so, having been in a two year relationship with a guy who everyone assumed was my “roommate” (and who now is my husband), it was to my father, who was drinking, and full of liquid courage, he asked. I’m sure there are plenty of “bi-curious” people who don’t actually act on those urges until much later (if ever), but I just can’t imagine having sex with a woman just to make sure I am attracted to men any more than I could imagine a straight guy having sex with a guy just to make sure he was straight.
That being said, I do believe a lot of gay guys have sex with women because society pressures them to do so, and/or they think they can straight-sex themselves straight. I did have a girlfriend in high school, a girl who all my friends pressured me into asking to the prom, and then pressured me into asking out, but we never did have sex. Thankfully she wasn’t really interested in sex either, so it worked for me (though she did not know I was gay). I’m sure there are many guys in that situation…
I always thought Cooper was his last name