I Never Liked You: A Comic Strip Narrative

I've never done it before—I don't like doing things I've never done before.

Why do you fear touching the earth? Does not the concrete separate you from it enough?

Boys—I think you're old enough now that I can talk about—certain topics with you. You know, most men expect a woman's body to look a certain way and not all of them do look that way. So sometimes a woman has to do something that will change her appearance so that she'll be accepted by the people around her. People expect a woman's breasts to be a certain size and mine aren't that size. They're smaller. So I wear a padded brassiere—it makes it look like my breasts are the size that most women's are.

A nice fire inside—surrounded by your loved ones. What could be nicer? You do love me, don't you Chester? It's okay. I know you love us even if you can't say you do. But why can't you say it? Please Chester—tell me you love me. I'm your mother—if you can't love me, who can you love?

You're spoiled—that's all—just spoiled. Life must be great for you—do nothing and let someone else do everything.