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Mar 9, 2020

The 40 Years of Comics Project - Day 1839: 2 Hot Girls on a Hot Summer Night #2, 1991

https://www.comics.org/issue/767652/

A different kind of hard time?

(Sorry. I sometimes think I should forego humour altogether. I've been telling Dad jokes since I was 13.)

I currently revamping my filing system, trying to condense the collection a bit, do some upkeep on bags that are falling apart. I'm putting sequential comics into the same bag, as I frackin' hate spending money on filing materials. Now I should be set for at least the next little while. As I've been going through my storage collections of Marvel and DC, I've been finding cool little runs of characters that I didn't really know I had. I think once I'm done with the filing, I'm going to pull out a couple of neat little superhero runs just to get some of that older, stored away stuff back into the project. But until that point, I've got to find something else to read now that Hard Time is done. I'd set aside a stack of comics, but that was a couple of months ago, and my tastes are mercurial. As I say, these older runs of superhero stuff are kind of calling to me, but I also feel like I haven't really been paying much attention to the indie stuff for a while. If only I had another 34 years in which to read all of these things.

And so I opened up the drawer of sex comics and found this one. I will say that I really and truly appreciate the clarity of the title. There's very little wiggle room as to what we're about to see in the comic. I suppose it could simply be about two overheated women on a warm night, and in a sense it is, but if you walked into a comic shop, in the mood for a story about two attractive ladies on a warm night and the shenanigans they pursue, this comic would scratch that itch.
It's not a bad comic by any stretch of the imagination. That said, it doesn't stretch the imagination that much, and is fairly standard fare for the Eros line. There's a really, really terrible attempt at capturing the cockney accent, so bad in fact that it really reduces the enjoyment of the comic. I couldn't quite figure out what the "2 hot girls" were saying sometimes. Thank goodness for the visual accompaniment.

No idea what we'll read tomorrow. Which, to be honest, is kind of exciting. I do like lining up a bunch of comics to read, but sometimes it's also nice to be totally Zen about it and just find the thing that speaks to you on a particular day.

More to follow.