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12-10-2022

They use so many words to say so little.

Anyway, if you were thinking "Well! At least there's no sex in THIS one!" after looking at the first panel, congratulations! The second panel has Amos rubbing his beloved cello against his groin while swinging on a swing he's mounted on a stage somehow.

He went to Julliard and won incredibly prestigious competitions so he could become a performance artist, I guess. Just up on a stage humping things, swinging around wildly, feigning (???) orgasm, pointing out his food-stained upper lip, speeding through a slow-paced contemplative piece so he can run back and fuck his wife.

I mean, there is literally no way he can play his cello like that. None. He's just up there swinging around with his cello between his legs not making music which is allegedly his profession.

I just... keep going back to the audience, you know? You get your ticket for $30-50 per person, you put on actual pants and shoes that lace up and possibly a bra, you clear the time for it, you travel there, you maybe get a baby sitter, it's a whole event, and... instead of a pleasant evening of Prokofiev or Schoenberg or whatever you get a guy on a swing set humping a cello accompanied by a woman writhing around orgastically on a piano bench. Later, as they bow, her zipper will come undone and her dress will fall off or it'll be revealed that his fly is down and his shirt is sticking out through it.

Hm. Maybe that IS worth paying $30-50 for.

Anyway, apparently Sister Steven and her brother Cardinal Feeney were just... brought in for no reason? Utterly baffling.