Last Kiss by John Lustig for January 11, 2019

I Marvel at his DeCision to ask her to buy them.

“Trenches of domestic bliss.” A built-in paradox, or a new all-encompassing euphemism?

Got a kick out of this, and I don’t even read comics! … that is, of the traditional “comic book” sort.

I’ve only ever purchased and read two graphic novels — one of those because it was made into a favorite film, “V for Vendetta.” But V sheds enough blood in that one that I wouldn’t have made my S.O. bleed more on my behalf.

Blood, shmud, I pimped you out for a $100. We have to stop by the Red Carpet Inn on the way to the store.

So he does take Blood Money.

Darn! You really got my hopes up with “outlandish desires”…

I knew this guy back in 1970. He spent a lot of money on underground comics instead of his wife and kids so I felt no qualms about helping her move with the kids to her mom’s when the time came to kick his a$$ to the curb. Never heard from him again but she raised two great people and has a great life.

Boy! Can you just imagine how many comics Dracula has…

Funny one John! But with me and my wife it’s the other way around! But I do it gladly. She’s a wonderful beautiful woman.

Don’t be a dream killer!

My wife doesn’t need to know how I can afford all that manga!

Sell all his blood. Problem solved.