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Rachel the Great's
Things That Rub Me the Wrong Way:
Swapping Spit
With the Fur! With!
By Rachel Nabors
Tuna sits beside the title.
PANEL 1
Brenda approaches Rachel who is drinking something.
BRENDA: "Hey, nice drink. Mind if I try?"
PANEL 2
Brenda takes a sip of Rachel's drink while Rachel looks uncomfortable.
BRENDA: "Mmmm, thanks!" ♥
RACHEL: "..."
Brenda wears a shirt that says "Herpes is the new acne!"
PANEL 3
Rachel offers the drink back to Brenda, who looks confused.
RACHEL: "You can keep it."
BRENDA: "What? You don't think I have cooties, do you?"
Brenda's shirt still reads "Herpes is the new"
PANEL 4
Brenda questions Rachel, who looks away.
BRENDA: "How do you know I don't?"
RACHEL: "Huh?"
PANEL 5
Rachel explains while holding up a card with statistics.
RACHEL: "I could have herpes or something."
RACHEL: "80% of the population already has it, even if they don't know it."
BRENDA: "I don't see a cold sore!"
I always had problems with that too! To be honest, I didn’t even like kissing that much either (for similar reasons) until I met my guy.
I have the same issue! I didn’t share with my kids or anyone else except, on very rare occasions, my husband. I figure I’m already dying of whatever he has so as long as it’s one sip, I’m okay. Double dipping? He’d get the whole dip/guac/whatever and a really icy stare.
Tis the amazingness of the hummin immune system, ‘slong as it doesn’t get into your blood you’ll be fine.