Last Kiss by John Lustig for April 05, 2024

Okay, okay, there wasn’t much sleeping going on.

He seems quite sure of himself.

1952? No wonder they passed the Comics Book Code.

My wife would say head up, stop looking at my gun(s)

“… and you probably got the crabs from a public restroom toilet seat!”

She’s not the only one shooting blanks.

I said get your hand back up here or else.

“When You Have To Shoot, Shoot. Don’t Talk.” Tuco

likely story…!

I can’t help but notice that even though his life is being threatened, his focus is on her cleavage.

Are they 44s or 38s….(Bang ! )

Here is a guy that does not do well under pressure.

Looks like George Lazenby meets Bettie Page! Maybe she’ll tie HIM up.

And now, it’s her turn to bang YOU!!

They say to not stick your male appendage into crazy, but it’s so much fun. At first.

When Bill and Hillary go dark!

Frankie and Johnnie were sweethearts……….

I’ve had my best times with women when we co-occupied a mattress, but did not sleep.

cue the dark ambient music with discordant overtones which, although broadly tonal, is inflected with chromatic and polytonal passages representing the archetypal example of a florid, melodramatic style without being interpreted as an overly heavy-handed metaphor within the context of the thematic material a bit on the frenetic and frantic side with interesting rhythmic devices which seem to counterpoint the surrealism of the underlying metaphor utilizing a novel imaging technique known as positron emission tomography and the spontaneous nondenominational conceptions by expansively recontextualizing liminal narratives of colonic hydrotherapy

“Hey! My gun is down here!”

That’s quite a shelf she has there.

MAN: FINE! I’LL LOOK AT YOUR EYES IF YOU’RE GONNA GET “SHOOTY” ABOUT IT! But it ain’t easy… HUBBA HUBBA…

BANG

I don’t think he rehearsed this.

Ha! Nice stall, but she ain’t falling for it!

It is extremely good that he can narrow it down so closely regarding the one thing he is innocent of.

She got tired of his quick shots.

“You’re such a bad liar. If I shot you and you said, ’I’m dying.’ I couldn’t believe you. I’d have to keep shooting you until you stopped lying.

Nice try Bond. But we is knows you better than that.

Getting in deeper with each part of the speech balloon. If he isn’t going to learn to keep his fly zipped, he at least needs to learn to keep his mouth shut.

We were just sleeping, at least she pretended to be asleep.

“I’ve heard enough”. BANG!

A scene from a 1950 movie titled, “The Chances of Love”………….

Both the wheelgun (revolver) and grip need to be worked on. Pistol won’t fire as long as she’s holding the hammer (and her thumb is unnaturally extended) and there seems to be no trigger guard. Appears to be a six inch barrel, but cannot tell whether it’s a .32 or a .38. The trigger finger is also unnaturally extended which suggests that the grips are not in scale with the rest of the firearm.

I know your eyes are up there… but the gun is, you know, ‘down there’. Can’t seem to take my eyes off them, er.. it.