At least he's not bashing his wife's food
We find ourselves back at a bistro in today's strip, where Al continues to show that his idea of a bistro and mine are quite different. I'd actually be pretty disturbed by Luglow's behavior. Not necessarily the swinging from "Love it" to "Hate it" on the food, but more how much he loves/hates it. That's just scary. He seems a bit bipolar.
But then, so do many of the people in these strips. They just go insane over the smallest things. Scary.
Labels: Luglow, restaurants
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What tastes good fresh at the restaurant doesn't always taste good after it's been rewarmed in a microwave. That being said, I bet he was just afraid of looking unsophisticated by complaining about the food in the expensive French bistro.
Ludlow should go to a dermatologist for that growth on his face in panel one.
Oh wait -- it cleared up by panel two. Never mind.
Could that food in the second panel look any grosser?
Oh, great...I just sent Al what I thought was a pretty good doggy bag joke, hoping for a second contributor's credit. But now Al's already done a doggy bag joke, so...wait...I think this actually increases the chances he'll use mine, even though my premise contradicts this one!
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