[[A woman sits at a desk, typing on a computer with a fairly large flat-panel display.]]
Woman: To the authors of
Porn for Women
: Your book features pictures of hot, clothed guys cooking, doing laundry and vacuuming.
[[The woman continues typing.]]
Woman: The idea seems to be that my deepest fantasies, like the rest of my life, likely revolve around housework.
[[The woman continues typing.]]
Woman: So I wanted to write in to clarify: in my porn,
[[The woman leans forward in her chair.]]
Woman: People
fuck
.
{{Title text: Yes, there are a lot of longing looks across the bridge of Galactica first, but that's beside the point!}}
Warning: this comic occasionally contains strong language (which may be unsuitable for children), unusual humor (which may be unsuitable for adults), and advanced mathematics (which may be unsuitable for liberal-arts majors).
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