April, the Bitchy Complainer Part I

There was a girl in my chorus rehearsal tonight that had her hair pulled back just like April’s except with no bangs. It did not look too bad, probably because it did not have bangs.

With tomorrow’s strip, I have a feeling where this is going. Oddly enough, it appears to be an April / Connie bonding moment strip sequence, where April complains because she wants to stay in the house by herself, while Connie does one ingratiating thing after another. Eventually, April will stop complaining and come to appreciate Connie. If it ends up that way, then just shoot me.

As for my snark today, the good constable brought up the legend of the how the dog met the Ojibway once again. As always, it is a real Ojibway legend.

Jeremy and Howard had the most April interaction as Howard gave April a shamp-Oh. I always wondered how this situation would really play. If I a guy gave shampoos that caused women to orgasm, would it be scandalous? Would women want to do that in front of anyone else? My guess is possibly yes.

Years ago, I remember reading an article discussing old sewing sweat shops of the early 20th century in which the women working there had a certain pedaling motion with their old time sewing machine that cause them to stimulate their lower body parts. I wonder how the atmosphere of that place might have been. The women are fully dressed, in long dresses, working in front of other women, and yet all the women know how good that sewing motion is making them feel. That’s the way I view the shamp-Ohs. It creates a situation that would embarrass someone if Howard placed his hands on other body parts, but because he is touching the scalp only, then it becomes a sort of guilty pleasure shared by other women who have experienced the same thing.