2009-05-22

A webcomic. In a dim kitchen, a balding red-haired man sits with his back to us at a table, across from a red-haired woman who stands with her hand pressed to her mouth, a drink glass between them. He asks, "Are you okay, honey?" She replies with a slurred, numb-mouthed garble: "I'b fine. I jus' canth feel my tongue fo' sumb weason" ("I'm fine, I just can't feel my tongue for some reason"). The caption beneath reads: "I'm starting to regret giving my brother those desensitizing condoms." The joke implies the brother and the woman were intimate, transferring the numbing agent. Votey aftercomic, drawn in loose black-and-white: a woman and a bearded man lie together in bed. She asks, alarmed, "Do they really make those?!" He nervously answers, "W-why?"