It’s Not You, It’s Me … Well, Maybe It’s You

November 22, 2021

Love is in the air. (Or is it just pheromones?)

DOG BREATH
Rusty makes his move.
“Say, honey … didn’t I meet you last night at the feeding frenzy?”
“Well, it looks like Sylvia has latched on to another fly-by-night boyfriend.”
Whoa! Check it out, Vance, check it out! / The Meow
With one glance, Luanne sized up the two males in their goldfinch necklaces.
“You gotta check this out, Stuart. Vinnie’s over on the couch, putting the move on Zelda Schwartz—but he’s talkin’ to the wrong end.”
“So … come here often?”
Oh, Matthew, this is so romantic. … And you even got a table near the blow-hole.
Evening on a beached whale
“Okay, Jane, this guy you want me to go out with—you say he lives alone, he doesn’t have any friends, and he has a slight frothing problem. … He’s not a rogue, is he?”

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Love is in the air. (Or is it just pheromones?)