Kissing first is always my preference.
Pencils by Alice Kirkpatrick from the story “I Played with Fire” in Diary Loves #8, 1951.
Transcript:
SCENE: Woman is pointing a handgun at a smiling man.
WOMAN: I can’t decide whether to kiss you or kill you!
MAN: Why don’t we start with a kiss and see where things go?
1951 Art: Alice Kirkpatrick Re-Creation: Diego Jourdan Pereira
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Transcript:
SCENE: Woman is pointing a handgun at a smiling man.
WOMAN: I can’t decide whether to kiss you or kill you!
MAN: Why don’t we start with a kiss and see where things go?
1951 Art: Alice Kirkpatrick Re-Creation: Diego Jourdan Pereira
DJP.lk153
SCENE: Woman is pointing a handgun at a smiling man.
WOMAN: I can’t decide whether to kiss you or kill you!
MAN: Why don’t we start with a kiss and see where things go?
1951 Art: Alice Kirkpatrick Re-Creation: Diego Jourdan Pereira
DJP.lk153
“Really. You sound like Bjork trying to do a Fat Albert impression. Get some speech therapy.”
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“Seriously. How do you talk? You have so much black lipstick on I can’t tell if your mouth is moving. It’s like you have a supermassive black hole parked under your nose.”
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“How you talk honey! But more to the point, how you dress! Ugh! Hasn’t anyone told you orange is the new ugly? Jez sweetie. Did you rush over here from your shift at Orange Julius? Afraid some hunter is going to mistake you for an 8 point elk? You’d make a safety cone go ‘Daaaamn! That chick is oooorange!'”
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HEY!!!! Safety cones aren’t on trial here!!!