Unhappy Valentine’s Day, Page 3

I love that doofy image of Bob bursting through the door. Notice how at first both Rachel and Sparrow are exasperated by his interruption, but Sparrow quickly recovers at the sight of a diamond encrusted thong I think the “diamond encrusted thong” was emblematic of how I viewed Valentine’s Day: a thinly veiled commercial holiday celebrating an exchange of sex for goods. Of course I know it’s not like that for everyone. But, as a bitter teenager watching other teenagers go at it, it sure looked that way to me. (I was 19 when I made this.)