Hooters
The pencils ended up so dark on this one that, in order to keep them from showing up on the scan, I had to crank the brightness/contrast way up, and so this one looks a little shitty. My apologies.
As for the strip itself, Victoria is usually a pretty good sport about these things. It's a testament to how cool she is that I can do thirty comics in arow about ogling breasts at the bar without her getting upset at all. (And, to be fair, it's not like she doesn't look at guys, right? Pretending shit like that is unnatural is, itself, totally unhealthy in my opinion. Just because you're on a diet doesn't mean you can't look at the menu.)
Still, this one felt just a little bit over the top, so it sat in my notes for months until I randomly told it to her in the car and she thought it was really funny. This is the first time I've asked for permission from her to do a strip, and was surprised to find it granted. Three cheers for Victoria, the best girlfriend ever! Hurrah!
P.S. Just so there's no confusion, I'm not actually interested in Victoria's sister. Definitely just a punchline.
P.P.S Shirts are still on sale. Buy one, they're cheap!