This comic is an amalgamation of four or five different conversations I’ve had with people over the past couple of months.

I am beginning to seriously wonder whether there is something wrong with me. The last two dates I went on were with an eighteen year-old and nineteen year-old respectively. They were over two years ago, and I found the idea creepy then. Now it’s just downright wrong.

Yet it seems to be a reoccurring issue.