You have the same ideals as the artist; why do you want to be their enemy?

That’s not a fair representation of our society; a lot of them end up in the street or incarcerated as well.

So in other words: the artwork is bad, and the artist should feel bad for making it. Got it

I will give you the benefit of the doubt that of course you would split the profits from the ticket sales; you just left it implied.

I really wish that my parents had mentioned much earlier in my life that mental illness runs in the family and what the signs were so that I could have started getting treatment right away, rather than wasting years of my life confusing feelings of depression for proof that I was a terrible person. (Just to be clear, there was no malice involved; my mom just felt really self-consious about it, so she did not want to bring it up.)

The blood of our enemies.

I will eat lasagna every year for Christmas dinner until I am in the grave, and I am perfectly fine with the fact that I was bullied into this by all the Italian ancestors who came before me because lasagna is delicious.

The good news however is that the FDA takes Listeriavery [sic] seriously […]

…so far.

Thank goodness there was nothing more useful we could have done as a society with all of the tens of billions of dollars that was spent on this project, or it would have been an incredible waste!

Agreed. However, in fairness, if a person goes to the bathroom to poop then one probably will have forgotten by the time they left the room, but if instead a couple looks at each other meaningfully, excuses themselves for a bit, and then returns slightly flustered, then one will have a harder time forgetting.

As another example, if one sees a member of the attractive sex naked, then the first visceral emotional response will be to their sexiness and not to how efficiently their butt could be used for pooping.

So the analogy doesn’t quite fit, and that explains why sex-adjacent things can trigger sex parts of the brain, even when this reaction is undesired, which I think was the point of the comic–not to make some kind of grand statement about the propriety of telling people that you are trying for a baby. (And really, in the end, it is just a dumb joke, and in my opinion the slobbering detracted from the humor value so it was not executed as well as it could have been.)

Or maybe… it is just a dumb joke?

I’ve seen this exact comic circulate on Lemmy before. I think it is mildly amusing because it has the dumb kind of humor that I like, but the slobbering kind of made it weird which detracted from the humor value.

Look, all I am saying is that if you go out of your way to talk about how you are trying to have a baby and you are fairly attractive then my brain might file that information away for… later purposes.

Hey now, I will have you know that I am also addicted to video games!

That makes two personality traits.

What would you propose as an alternative?