before you pass judgement on this peice here, take a look at the origional variation. [link]
the observation here is not new. i seem to remember another comic with a similar phrase being used for a wedding vows. there was something more to it and that's why i made this. as i was working on it i got to thinking about what it had to say about both chairacters involved. i desided to make this duplicate of it and make a little change just to see how much the over all tone and meaning would change. and i thought about what that change says about today's society and the expectations for gender.
it doesn't matter if you're in a committed relationship with someone you wouldn't leave for anything or not. bumping into someone you find attractive kinda sucks. you feel kinda guilty for finding them attractive. so what can you do? blame them. it's their fault they have a nice ass, or a neat personality, or a pi tattoo.
remember those Loony Toons where Bugs Bunny was in Spain? i don't remember how he got there, wrong turn at Albuquerque or something. anyway, when Bugs was in Spain he wound up in a bull fight. and so there he is, playing matador, the bull is charging at him and he's got his red matador cape out. the hapless bull lunges at the cape with all his might, unaware that bastard bunny has a brick wall hidden behind it.
i think this is a pretty good metaphor for what it's like being a romantic.
actually i really have no problem with that particular "stop staring at my boobs!" phrase. the phrase i don't care for is is the "how'd you like it if we were always staring at your crotch?" defense. now i'm not trying to advocate us guys gawking at gozangas, i just don't think that crotch-staring argument is all that good. boobs and crotch aren't exactly the same. i mean, what if we guys started staring at your crotches instead? i think that would be a whole lot creepier than staring at boobs. though to be fair we guys really don't have a proper boob equivalent. er-- well most guys that is. but man-boobs aren't something that people stare at in admiration. that's more of a train-wreck kind of stare.
anyways -- sorry for staring, they just look nice is all.