The Born Loser by Art and Chip Sansom for February 14, 2022

His love for you it has no numerical limits.

I went to count the ways I love my wife but I ran out of fingers and toes before I could finish.

It looks like Brutus had another brain fade.

No… an Excel file…

Shouldn’t in this day and age of women’s rights and empowerment, that Gladys be the one who is counting the ways? Maybe the women’s movement is taking the day off today? Who knows. (Of course my traditional gentlemanly sense of chivalry dictates that I’ll be dropping in to the florist to buy a dozen roses, rest assured.)

HAPPY VALENTINES DAY YA BORN LOSERS. And many many happy more. Keep writing and drawing our hero Mr. Sansom. Thank you.

zzzzzzzz. Brutus falls asleep counting love? H’ewe knew?

There’s one, two three, four. No, we don’t do that one anymore.

sometimes blessings don’t need to be brought up… but for you might be an acceptation. for Gladius sakes, you know. :)

Gladys really put a damper on that wonderful moment. She should’ve said, “Oh, Brutuseo, Brutuseo, where for art thou, Brutuseo?” But, no. Their love is strictly one way.

We’ve been married for so long when I count the ways I love my wife, I need an abacus.

Brutus…oops!

The only answer to that question is to say no calculator can count that high. If she does ask a follow up such as “Oh tell me”, your dead meat….

Poor Brutus, he paraphrases a love poem written by a woman and he’s still in trouble.

Don’t let your mouth make promises your body cannot keep. :)

In every way possible my dear.

No, he needs some no-doz.

Brutus, never start anything you can’t finish.

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Brutus, Brutus, Brutus…the best reply would be “Yes”.

Better think fast, Brutus.

Poor Brutus. His short attention span did him in. Mental-pause.

Elizabeth Barrett Browning wrote a beautiful sonnet along those lines.

https://poets.org/poem/how-do-i-love-thee-sonnet-43

Brutus thought the intro, with its suggestion of infinite love, was enough. He didn’t expect her to ask for details.

The only acceptable response would be “Yes. There are so many ways that I could never keep count!”