John N. may not understand the concept— “Last Kiss” takes original artwork, mostly from the golden age of romance comics, may change the artwork a bit, but substitutes humorous (and usually quite salacious) dialogue for our amusement. No other comics that I know of take this unique approach, so there’s no original artwork to refer back to with other comics.
I didn’t know there were gay fraternities. Not that there’s anything wrong with that.
Isn’t this how families get started?
Did you hear about the dyslexic agnostic insomniac? He lies awake all night wondering if there really is a Dog.
So that’s where Henry learned that trick.
Since it’s a lingerie party, I’d say it’s more like six hooters. And someone get Bernice a blowfish.
How about you just let the coin decide who wins the battle?
Sadly, I only had the cassette tape, not the album. Anyone remember cassettes?
Glad that I’m not the only one who immediately heard Tommy Chong— “Oh, wow, man, that’s the biggest joint I’ve ever seen, man!”
I recall almost running out of gas because I thought having to pay fifty cents a gallon was outrageous.