Last Kiss by John Lustig for February 20, 2019

Hmm, marriage to you or death … don’t rush me, I’m thinking.

There is a pregnant pause in the discussion…

Is someone waiting for a hot-flash?

“And did I mention I practice with my shotgun in my off hours?”

1950 art, 1950 attitude.

When I was a kid I received a microscope kit like that for Xmas. I could never position the mirror correctly or I might have been a scientist.

Fatal Attraction, the 1950 edition.

She’s the one that needs culling.

Good one!

Since the advent of the home test kits, this phrase has somewhat dropped out of the vernacular.

https://www.sandiegoreader.com/news/1999/jun/24/why-when-and-how-did-they-use-rabbits-pregnancy-te/#

From her looks, married or not married, you’re a dead man.

You wascal, you!

And two big thumbs-up to Kirsten for her recreation today. Very nice.

If he won’t marry you, I will.

The rabbit always died, regardless of whether pregnancy was indicated or not.

Honey, you were good… but not that good!

Death was the better option after her lawyers got done with him.

“Rabbit Test” was actually a funny movie.

Brainy women in lab coats. I can dig it.

Believing the test he got married; later he noticed her being vewy, vewy quiet…

Most kids these days have noooo idea what this means.

There’s no excuse for getting pregnant these days and being pregnant is no reason for marriage. No one benefits from a frustrated and angry father figure trapped into being there.

Better watch it fella’! Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned (except maybe a drama queen who’s been slightly inconvenienced.)

Which is why I had a vasectomy. Wait until the DNA test proves the baby is not mine.