I actually started another cartoon of the
old guy cupid trying to hit a moving target
with his poisoned tipped arrows
(Love Poison don't you know)
and the idea hit me what if the old guys
had to go to Cupid boot camp and the
little baby cupids were the drill instructors.
Kind of reminds me of being an old guy
in a corporate office where the
manager is half my age. Or coming back from
constant combat in Vietnam to be under
the thumb of some staff NCO who had never
seen any combat and was taking
his duty of training you for future combat to the fullest.
Been there and had that done unto me.
But that was then and this is now and
now is much more better than then.
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