The Born Loser by Art and Chip Sansom for February 14, 2025

He’s about to graduate from Born Loser to DEAD Loser.

The memory weighs on him

She needs to bounce up and down until his private parts have been obliterated.

She must have lost some weight, he hasn’t lost the feeling in his legs.

I’d have thought that it was cosy! I haven’t forgotten my mistake.

Ah yes, Brutus, and you had more Lap,

It may not be your first Valentine’s Day together, but it may be your last.

The little extra word that makes the magic disappear

He never misses a chance

It’s that box of chocolates that you forgot to get her.

You’re getting out of shape, Brutus.

Dumb, dumb, dumb, doodley dumb, dodo….

Brutus, you certainly validate the name of this strip.

Brutus has a knack to flatter women….not!

more to love

♫ She ain’t heavy, she’s my valentine ♫

How to wreck the mood in three, two, one…

Brutus: ‘she’s so heavy’…

Careful Brutus – Spoiled lips and Chocolate don’t mix.

She probably wasn’t, Brutus, but it’s not nice to mention it. Happy Valentine’s Day anyway.

and the moment is ruined, nice going genius… :j

Bet it’s hard for Brutus to talk with that big foot in his mouth.

Nice knowing you Brutus.

Ah, to be young and thin again……

Brutus should have Mother Gargoyle a heart from the autopsy school…

Doctor’s have to learn the human anatomy somewhere…

Don’t think there’s any recovery from this one.

Don’t ruin the moment big guy. You’re halfway to the bedroom……

But now, the rocket in his pocket doesn’t get off the launchpad

Ah yes, Brutus always loses all feeling in his legs when professing his love for Gladys. Perhaps this is the inspiration for the song “Love Hurts.”

OOPS! That was signing the death warrant. Dead meat for sure!

missed it by “that much”

One bridge too far Brutus. “And speaking of feelings my love, I CAN’T FEEL MY LEGS!“

We’ll have to forgive Brutus for that, he was a little light headed from oxygen deprivation. It’s hard breathe with the foot in his mouth.

If Brutus was trying to get out of sex then mission accomplished!

Aaand POOF! it’s over.

Foot in mouth, Brutus!

This magic moment, so different and so new… sorry Brutus her facial expression says you’re sleeping on the couch.

Oh, Brutus…you’re a tad chunky, too, sir.

And do ends another Valentine’s Day

His poor lap!

I just felt my jaw drop to the floor. After that comment Gladys will send Brutus to live with Mother Gargyle

(sigh) Brutus, sometimes you’re the author of your own misfortune.

oh no no no…you were about to get lucky…tsk tsk…too much honesty

It was nice while it lasted.

Brutus, Brutus, Brutus. (Nothing else to say, unless anyone here needs to be reminded of Tony Randall’s “Oscar, Oscar, Oscar” on The Odd Couple.)

Some thoughts are best left unexpressed. ☺️

Well, that just burned about a thousand of his “Attaboy” certificates… : )

♪ we could sit like lovers, staring in each other’s eyes, but the magic of the moment might be too much for you… ☺

No nooky for Brutus tonight, gonna be sleeping on the couch.

Oh, for the love of circulation…