Today’s comic pages have been outsourced to Wal-Mart’s Sex Discrimination Department
That’s right, women: Not getting that promotion your male co-workers got? Got fired when you complained about sexual harassment from your boss? Suck it up, because clearly you just haven’t figured out how to use your equal rights! Shit, you women have had equal rights since the Vikings! You never saw Attila the Hun get all weepy over some sexually loaded commentary at work, did you?
Oh, Attila was a man’s name back then? Well, uh. Whatever, you get the point.
So, hey, why not just go to the kitchen, pick up the nearest kitchen tool — nothing sharp, of course — and wave it around a bit. See? Doesn’t that make everything better? And while you’re there, can you please make Hagar the Horrible writer Chris Browne a sandwich? The man works hard all day; that’s really the least you can do.
And meanwhile, down the street at the Bumstead residence, a young boy is pointing at a grown woman’s ass and saying he “wants that stuff in (his) room.”
Sure you were talking about the dirt, Elmo. She is a dirty, dirty woman.