Stupid Male Incident #26, Page 1

PANEL 1

Rachel excitedly enters the room where Tuna is resting. A house and trees are visible through the window.

RACHEL: "Tuna! Tuna! Guess what!"

TUNA: "What's so important that it couldn't wait until after my nap?"

RACHEL: "I got a date!"

Rachel wears a "LOVE ME" shirt and clasps her hands excitedly.

PANEL 2

Tuna looks skeptical.

TUNA: "How did that happen? No one ever asks you out!"

PANEL 3

RACHEL: "We met on the Internet!"

TUNA: "Oh no..."

PANEL 4

Tuna delivers a dark monologue with a deadpan expression.

TUNA: "Now you're going to meet him at some hole-in-the-wall bar, he's going to drug you, throw you into the back of his van, and disappear into the night. The police won't have a clue where you are, and you'll live in a small, dark box for the rest of your life, being fed through a hole."

I was 18 when I made this comic, and as you can imagine, it was hard for me, being home-schooled and living in the middle of nowhere, to meet any boys. So I turned to online dating sites! Only, my luck was very bad with them. For some reason I had much better results after I turned 22, but as a teenager, it was hard to find interesting guys who were willing to travel to rural Virginia for a cup of coffee and a Magic: the Gathering battle.