Okay after finding this comic a few months ago and rereading it several times I still don’t see how you and your partner can announce to each other that you’re pooping, or you pooped for an unusually long time, or whatever about pooping, but farting in front of him is embarrassing. But every couple has their things, which are partly what makes the relationship unique, and every relationship’s magic is partially from the usual expected stuff, and partly from the random bits of whateverness that are special and known only to the two of you. (Unless you publish a webcomic. But still.)
But pooping always happens behind closed doors when we both are home (when I’m alone with my daughter, I leave the door open in case Margot needs me for something). I guess that’s where what’s left of our intimacy is. Legit questioning, though!
The last panel is the cutest thing!
I found Boumeries and started reading from the beginning a few weeks ago – finally caught up! With farts. :3
Yay! Glad you decided to stay!
When were you in my bedroom?
Okay after finding this comic a few months ago and rereading it several times I still don’t see how you and your partner can announce to each other that you’re pooping, or you pooped for an unusually long time, or whatever about pooping, but farting in front of him is embarrassing. But every couple has their things, which are partly what makes the relationship unique, and every relationship’s magic is partially from the usual expected stuff, and partly from the random bits of whateverness that are special and known only to the two of you. (Unless you publish a webcomic. But still.)
But pooping always happens behind closed doors when we both are home (when I’m alone with my daughter, I leave the door open in case Margot needs me for something). I guess that’s where what’s left of our intimacy is. Legit questioning, though!