Honestly, I just wanted to make a comic about my watch. The picture in the second panel, blurry as fuck because I only had a cameraphone with me, is a wristwatch I hang from the dash of my forklift at work. I dropped it a couple weeks ago and the face came unstuck. The watch still keeps time, the numbers just lie to you now. You’d be surprised how easy it is if you’re used to reading analog clocks. And if you’re not, you’re not very smart and I don’t think we can be friends.

There’s no real reason for this to be in the Maturity series, except to illustrate that I’m not making a joke about Jessica being too young to read a clock. And believe me, temptation was HARD to resist.