A cartoon by Jon Dorn.
“You left me for THIS guy?”
For an artist who quote, “rebels against our patriarchal culture of material phallo-centric over-compensation,” you store your work in a lot of big tubes.
“Mirrrr! I’m frankensensing a gold front coming in!”
“So you really found yourself on that road trip, huh?”
“Yup, but I had to make sure I wouldn’t get away.”
He thought in the third person, so he was incapable of suicide. This was a paradox he could bear no longer.
“I’m more of a post-modern procrastinator. I like to be productive while really accomplishing nothing at all.”
Nothing like a nice meal after a hard day’s work.
“Just give it a few months and you’ll wonder what you ever saw in that appendix anyway.”
So which part of the stork is the “womb”?