What an amazing, superhuman feat Ian has performed! Not only did he put on a tie and come to Toby’s classroom, he kissed her! The ultimate act! What an inspiration to the rest of us mere mortals. Not even the to-die-for fries at Kara’s Cafe would be recompense for this fantastic act of love. Maybe Toby has some of Mary’s carrot muffins in the freezer and wine coolers in the fridge for a fitting celebration.
Speaking of Mary, will a week-long victory lap be adequate? Toby would never in a million years had thought to talk to Ian.
@KitKat, I fear the victory lap may be inevitable. If only it might be confined to the Sunday Summary. If any storyline ending called for a Charterstone pool party, this is the one. We haven’t had a pool party since Mary killed Old Man Wynter’s original yappy little dog with her salmonella squares. Ah, good times!
I've got a keen eye for the excellent use of negative space in those mindblowing line drawings of polygons on the right. School management is really getting their money's worth.
Anonymous: I rather like seeing the size difference between Ian and Toby. I'm quite small, and I have long known that it is rare for comic artists to notice that people come in different sizes. This does mean, of course, that if Ian is the considerate husband Toby claims he is, we know he always lets Toby be on top.
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What an amazing, superhuman feat Ian has performed! Not only did he put on a tie and come to Toby’s classroom, he kissed her! The ultimate act! What an inspiration to the rest of us mere mortals. Not even the to-die-for fries at Kara’s Cafe would be recompense for this fantastic act of love. Maybe Toby has some of Mary’s carrot muffins in the freezer and wine coolers in the fridge for a fitting celebration.
Speaking of Mary, will a week-long victory lap be adequate? Toby would never in a million years had thought to talk to Ian.
@KitKat, I fear the victory lap may be inevitable. If only it might be confined to the Sunday Summary. If any storyline ending called for a Charterstone pool party, this is the one. We haven’t had a pool party since Mary killed Old Man Wynter’s original yappy little dog with her salmonella squares. Ah, good times!
Jeez, look at the size difference. If Ian were to roll over one night, he'd squish Toby like a grape.
-- Scottie McW.
I want to see Panel 3 where they get stuck in the doorway. Neither one can call maintenance because their arms are pinned to their sides.
HelenClark
I've got a keen eye for the excellent use of negative space in those mindblowing line drawings of polygons on the right. School management is really getting their money's worth.
Careful what you say there, Ian. It's only a matter of time before Toby will be needing a liver transplant.
Anonymous: I rather like seeing the size difference between Ian and Toby. I'm quite small, and I have long known that it is rare for comic artists to notice that people come in different sizes.
This does mean, of course, that if Ian is the considerate husband Toby claims he is, we know he always lets Toby be on top.
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