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03/22/2012

“And how am I supposed to look at a half naked man in my daughter’s room?” Vic’s face tensed in annoyance. Riley winced at the look. “It wasn’t Lexx.” Chel whirled around on her father and stood in front of him with a pleading look on her face. “It was.” Vic shook his head, keeping his voice low and even. “I saw him and they’re carrying hime out of here right now. Aren’t they?” He avoided looking down at Chel. She wasn’t pleading for the life of an innocent puppy that had an accident on the floor. A young man was a far worse thing in his eyes and lack of control was not an acceptable excuse for what could have been a far worse situation.

5 thoughts on “03/22/2012

  1. Wow. As much as I sympathize with Chel, as a mother I’m kinda with Vic on this one.

  2. typo: saw him and they’re carrying himE out of here.

    BTW: thanks for the comics. And for free too!

  3. Chel: He wasn’t trying to have sex with me, he just wanted to kill me! … Wait let me try that again.
    😛

  4. What, she loves him, doesn’t that count for anything, and yes I am a father also, I would only want my daughter happy.

    1. Dead daughters are not happy daughters.

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