Gonna talk feminism for a second. Feel free to check out.
Was just thinking about something. In 3rd grade, my friend K wanted me to hold her medication bottle for her because she didn’t want a bulge showing in her jeans on class picture day.
That’s messed up, right? She was freaking 8. Who told her what societal expectations of women were? Who was holding her to them?
Anyway, she went through a LOT as we got older. I hope she’s doing alright now.
I dunno. I got nothin’.
That’s all folks. Read my comic. It’s funny, and there’s aliens and lasers and magic and stuff.