We’ve just watched the Emmy’s, it’s late and my wife is getting ready for bed. I tell her I need to post Monday’s strip first. With her contacts removed she sticks her face in front of my laptop screen and reads the comic.
“What’s that in Joseph’s hand?” she asks.
“He’s checking out his fingernails,” I reply.
“Well then what are the soap bubbles for?”
I laugh. “That’s his chest hair,” I inform her.
“Ok, if you say so,” she retorts as she walks over to the bedroom.
And that concludes my blog post for Monday.