At first I thought she missed an opportunity to give his male ego a big boost, by referring to the peak from the activity that presumably followed yesterday’s strip. Then I realized that all the hearts aren’t trying to tell us she loves Brad Pitt movies.
Some of the comments here reminded me of a fantasy story, originally published in Penthouse (no, not that kind of fantasy) over 40 years ago. I remembered the premise, but not the title or authors. A little googling took care of that. The title is Touring, and it’s by Gardner Dozois, Jack Dann & Michael Swanwick. See https://www.baen.com/Chapters/9781625793454/9781625793454__6.htm.
Thanks to all for the memory jog.
How many people have you got in your skull, Agnes?
Glad to see all the suggestions that they get the dessert to go. Restaurants portions are so large, that my wife and I often take food home, especially if we’ve decided to indulge ourselves with soup or other appetizers. We know we might be ordering more than we’re likely to eat at the one meal, but of course that means we get to enjoy some of the meal over again at home. I’ve never understood people who leave food over and turn their noses up at “leftovers.”
As my mother taught me, “It’s a sin to waste food.”
Sorry, friend, only the first one is free.
Count me in as a member of this club, please.
Great answer, Brutus!
When I use Microsoft Office, I wonder when, if ever, the company will decide to change the Save icon. Are they planning to wait a few more generations, until enough people are confused over what that funny looking square — an icon of a 3.5" floppy disc — has to do with the Save command?
He could be telling the truth. Maybe he just came home after a battle with Spider-Man.
Paraphrasing the Byrds’ classic, Turn! Turn! Turn!, perhaps we can just add:
A time to work, a time to play, . . .