So I've been slightly busy since November (I believe that was the date on my last post), but I got the day off work and this was too good not to post, so I thought "Why not blog?". Hurrah for another blog attempt!
Matrimony according to 1937 cleaner ads.
Panel #1
Correct response: "I'm so glad that the reason you're marrying me is because you think I'll be good at housecleaning. Here's your ring back, asshole."
(Of course, if you're silly enough to think it'll be fun to keep your house "shining clean" then perhaps you deserve to be told that's why you'll make a good wife.)
Panel#2
Correct response: "Here's the broom, you can fucking do it yourself."
Correct respone: "Face, meet my knuckles."
