017 “Dirty Talk”

For some reason when I originally saved this strip I saved it as a smaller file by accident. Fixing this was on my “to do” list for a long time until I finally got around to coloring this in 2013. I colored it on a smartphone. It was interesting to recolor something I did so long ago, and geez, my anatomy was really off. Look at the hands Omar drew in the first panel. Look at the ones I drew in every other panel. All my mistakes are like shining beacons of awful.

 Just before I left Canada for good, Jen Chan, Omar and I wanted to head off to WizardCon 1999 in Chicago. There we would meet Robert DeJesus once again, and possibly some other fan artists. The problem was that AnimeExpo was the same weekend, so most of the fan artists packed up for Los Angeles instead. But the road trip was a lot of fun. This was the THIN H LINE I had lined up for jam work, but with everyone being busy and all, only Omar (bless the guy’s heart) was the only one who got in a panel.

This page is actually kind of a true story. I had a friend in university and his name was Ron S. He had the kind of sex life most men would kill for. He had charming Italian good looks, and just loved to get women in bed. And he was good at it too. And while he was romancing every woman within eyesight, we were just there, shaking our heads in disapproval of his lifestyle while being secretly jealous of it.

One time we both knew this woman in our class, and of course, Ron wanted to have sex with her. I tried to warn her (which was an awful thing for me to do in retrospect, and I’m ashamed of that) but I was no match for Ron, and he ended up dating her for a very predictably brief time.

In the Bomb Shelter, the university pub where we drank a lot, Ron told me a story. He was having sex with her, and he stammered out, “I love.. I love…” and she was like, “You love me?” He replied, “No, I mean I love fucking you.” He said she got pretty pissy about it, but let him finish, unlike the strip you see. It became one of many of Ron’s stories and they appear from time to time in the strip.

Here’s to you, Ron. I hope you’re still living it up.