A new Last Kiss by Tony Isabella & Diego Jourdan Pereira!
Original Vintage Art & Text
Transcript:
SCENE: In the foreground, a woman stands alone and miserable. Behind her a man and a woman are kissing.
FOREGROUND WOMAN: They belong together. They came to our nice little town…to level it for other rich people. Pity a mob is waiting for them outside. This is my kind of Hallmark movie!
1964 Art: Dick Giordano Color: Diego Jourdan Pereira
Writer: Tony Isabella
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SCENE: In the foreground, a woman stands alone and miserable. Behind her a man and a woman are kissing.
FOREGROUND WOMAN: They belong together. They came to our nice little town...to level it for other rich people. Pity a mob is waiting for them outside. This is my kind of Hallmark movie!
1964 Art: Dick Giordano Color: Diego Jourdan Pereira
Writer: Tony Isabella
DJP.lk538
FOREGROUND WOMAN: They belong together. They came to our nice little town...to level it for other rich people. Pity a mob is waiting for them outside. This is my kind of Hallmark movie!
1964 Art: Dick Giordano Color: Diego Jourdan Pereira
Writer: Tony Isabella
DJP.lk538
“It’s a lovely evening for SOME people…but not for ME…what with my CONDITION which causes me to OVEREMPHASIZE random WORDS.”
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“It’s a lovely evening for SOME people…but not for ME…but we’ll see how things look when their clothes come off.”
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Ginny had grown up listening to the bards sing of the beauty that was the Detroit skyline. Alas poor Ginny! Bards lie!
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Ginny wanted to ask the couple to help her. The side of her head had been glued to the wall for two days now and she hadn’t been able to move from that spot. Ginny was tired and hungry and sick of drinking her own urine. But she couldn’t call out. It’s just too awkward to interrupt strangers when they’re busy feeling each other up.
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So…the lead off story in this issue of Sweethearts is about a lady who goes up to her rooftop and watches people on the next rooftop have sex.
Where were these comics when I was a kid?
A good question, Jams.
Personally, you couldn’t have paid me enough to touch a romance comic when I was a kid. But if I’d known about the lingerie ads in some of them and the occasional scenes of buxom women changing clothes—well, I would’ve been a fan.
Maybe I’ll have a better chance at romance if I take a bath, 2 weeks of dirt isn’t as attractive as I think it is.
Cue the music!
It’s time for guillotines…
C’mon, sing it with me!!