Subtle…
There’s nothing wrong with the word “waitress”, you know. Nor “actress”. Stopping butchering the language already.
And I thought Monty had a girl’s hair between his fingers in the second panel, but it was just the outline of his shirt.
I haven’t had my morning coffee yet and thought that was a razor blade at first.
You get used to it. I don’t think I could sleep in silence anymore. Too many noisy cars going by the house at night.
Ever since I got a white noise machine, I don’t hear any “noises” anymore.
Well, he did moon us in Twelve Monkeys, which, come to think of it, is the only film I’ve seen of his.
Oh, and pull the blinds down when you go to bed.
Stupid boy.
Bloody hypocrite! You’re always on the **** thing yourself! Now you see how irritating it is.
Subtle…