This popped up on the internet today. This comic strip I did once a month for different porn papers. Hey. I’m an artiste. But I had to pay the bills too.
It’s a weird experience when I stumble across one of these things on the internet. Because most of them I haven’t looked at in 30 years. And in truth, I don’t even remember them.
So I look at them like a specimen. Like I’m examining the brain of my younger self. And wondering what I was thinking when I did this.
As well as this weird sense of wonder that it still exists all these years later as an entity in cyberspace.