let lemons be angry

I am never drawing for a government agency again.

"Tuck in his shirt."
"Tuck in his shirt."
"Can we not have Funky Guy?"

My suspicions are confirmed. They can't accept untucked shirts or piercings because the only kind of men who attend their matchmaking functions look like Best Denki salesmen. Other kinds of men are just alien to them.

And then there are the muscles and bones they've never observed in their own bodies, and therefore think strange.

I'm glad I fought for "Funky Guy". Some part of this project has to be mine.