Last Kiss by John Lustig for April 29, 2022

I was reading the other day that the International Standards Organization (ISO) has issued a standard for the design of dildos and buttplugs. Bureaucrats!!!

She’ll get a charge out of that

Hysterical.

Bring the batteries that keep on going.

At the risk of sounding indelicate: maybe she needs bigger friends.

This reminds me of a co-worker who, back in the 90s, had a pager. A friend asked her “what are you doing this weekend?” She replied, “Put the pager on vibrate and keep hittin’ redial!”

Interesting. When I started to scroll down to read the gag, I saw her eyes and thought ‘Whoa, those look like eyes drawn by Frazetta!’ Nice to know that I still have enough brain cells firing to notice that. Thanks for sharing his art.

They have rechargeable permanent batteries. If you didn’t put them on the charger last time, you are spending the evening alone.

24 or 48 pack?

This one is solar-powered, you will have to use it on the front lawn.

( Butler ) " She don’t pay enough for this job. "

The hell with pudding….the triple A’s are in bottom drawer…..will that be all, ma’m?

He’s thinking, “Well, another ho hum day at work.”

She needs her little friends for play. Right?

GUY: I’ve been hearing that rumor again about how you only married me for my money, darling…

GAL: That’s so ridiculous, Sydney. No go fetch my super-dark-tinted glasses so that I can stand to look at you while I tell you how much I love you. But don’t stand so close when I do…

Why bring batteries he says with tongue in (I’ll keep it clean or maybe I’ll clean it for you) cheek. Of her butt ox.

I heard that the stableboys and gardeners were quite disappointed by her decision. Oh well, maybe they’ll be lucky tomorrow.

But, what should I tell that hunky guy waiting to see you?

Droids?

me too movement andextra batteries and put men out of business

Our standard reference around here is Paco the pool boy. Poor kid can’t even afford a shirt, but he shows up every day just as I’m leaving. That’s dedication!

A reminder we men are replaceable.

The calls for a visit from the seven dwarves

I used to go out of town a lot on contract jobs. I would joke that the local nuclear plant had to fire up an extra reactor when my wife was…ah…well you know. All of her “boys” were pugged into the wall.

Time to get out my big 10 inch….record of her favorite blues.

This is such a juvenile, sexist comic. So why do I love it so much?

you great pudding would be a great name for a gospel group…

Frank was one of the best.

Off topic but, RIP Neal Adams. An artist’s artist.

She needs Bob. A battery operated boyfriend

Gender reversed, and if that was me, charged up little friends would be my PS Vita, 3DS and emulation handheld, depending on my mood.