"When the kids were small, it was not uncommon for one (or both of them) to come into our bedroom while having sex. We never screamed at them to leave, or even jump under the covers. We did the same thing when they walked in we were lying in bed, reading or having sex. Most parents would stop reading and give the kids full attention. If the children's needs could be resolved with words, they would just go back to reading; if the need required action, the parents would get up and stop their reading until the need is met. Finding one's parents reading should be no more traumatic then finding them having sex, or less so."
Greg: So... who did you see more of, mom or dad?
Matt: Dude, it was like watching two candles melt onto each other.
Matt: Dude, it was like watching two candles melt onto each other.
"All seemed to be OK, but then you finally reached your parents' door. And what you saw when you opened that door changed your life forever and led to you fighting crime.
You were too late.
Because you opened that door you saw...
You saw your dad... fuck your mom."
You were too late.
Because you opened that door you saw...
You saw your dad... fuck your mom."
"The stars are out, it's dark outside."
"I can see that there's sleep inside of your eyes."
"Stay warm in your bed, on our door do not knock,"
"Because nobody likes a cockblock."
"I can see that there's sleep inside of your eyes."
"Stay warm in your bed, on our door do not knock,"
"Because nobody likes a cockblock."
— "Nobody Likes A Cockblock", an adult bedtime story by R. Swanson.
Craig Stormon can draw one type of woman in one pose, and I have absolutely no basis for saying this, but I bet if you squint that alien computer looks a lot like the center console of a defunct RV and if you draw a Pall Mall in her weirdly outstretched hand the woman looks a lot like Craig Stormon’s mother that time her bathrobe slipped.
—Robert Brockway for Website/1900HotDog, "L.I.F.E Brigade 3
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