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The Monster Under the Bed
“Embrace your fear.”
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Who’s there?
Gon
Gon who?
“Gonna kick your ass”)?
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I guess Ruth either:
A). Had some private fun with Thom and needed a snack.
B). Just needed something sweet.
Either way, she’s clearly loving those cookies.(and seems to be close to seeing what trouble Tim has gotten himself into)
Quite possibly!
But why flour? They’re cookies, shouldn’t it say “cookies”
I had the same question.
Ruth appears to have a dependency problem.
It’s not just the biscuits, but she’s also grabbed a box of the raw ingerdient, not the dried fruit or the chocolate chios ( I can’t tell which from the drawing), not the butter (or other fat which is necessary for biscuit-making) but a box of FLOUR.
Does she intend to cram handfuls of it into her mouth or just scatter sprays of it over the bedcothes (and Tom). In either case, she needs professional help.
I believe the intent is that she’s hidden the biscuits in the flour box.
The flour box is a decoy. That’s how she how she hides her “secret” stash.
She’s clearly hiding her cookies in the flour container.
I figure you are joking, but yeah, she keeps her cookie stash in the flour tin. It’s been in there since the beginning.
Good, because cleaning the bedroom daily would otherwise have been …. tedious.
Does Ruth not have a day job other than housewife/mother? Most women do these days, even in enlightened/advanced societies.
I wonder what Ruth would do. What job is someone like her suited for? I don’t see her doing retail. Office worker? What office? Did she climb the ladder or do some Noxian thing to just get a good job from the start? Is there some tech she brought over from Nox that she sold discreetly for a fortune to provide well enough for a good life for her family but to also not raise suspicion?
This comic is set in the 80s. Single income households were still possible back then.
I see that the title of this page is “Knock, Knock” but there’s no sign that Ruth has actually performed that ritual courtesy before preparing to invade her child’s (and his potential visitor’s) privacy.
Is she intoxicated from gorging on those handsful of raw flour?
Is it plain wheat flour, self-raising, wholemeal or spelt flour or maybe a more exotic intoxicant?
Some grains like barley can be infected with ergot fungus which has a psychedelic effect (as well a physical {St Anthony’s Fire})
Here, let me blow your mind:
She’s eating cookies she’s hidden in the (presumably) empty box of flour.
I note that Ruth’s abandonment of the courtesy of knocking before entering her son’s private space has passed without comment.
In my childhood (both my parents were Edwardian-born) it was commonly held that children had no rights at all.
After WWII and the Universal Declaration of Human Rights, I had hoped this would have seen improvement.
Now, my question is: Is this a personal (Ruth’s own quirk) or a relic of her Noxian heritage, or perhaps more generally Canadian?
Do children have a right to privacy or not & if not, why not?
As far as rights go, legally speaking, kids are about equal to livestock.
Sometimes I lose track of what’s going on with the others.
Man, chocolate chip cookies must be crack to Noxians.
If cookies are like crack then cakes is even worse
I get the feeling that things are soon going to escalate. Ruth is kind of big deal.
“That’s odd. Why aren’t they fucking? I should have a look.”
It’s night so other than banging, I would think the only thing they’d be doing would be sleeping. Which would be totally normal and not something you’d investigate? Was Ruth hoping to hear some moans or something?
In my own experience I find that usually at the very beginning of a new sexually active phase of a relationship the two parties can’t keep their hands off each other and go at it like rabbits. So it would be unusual for them to not be banging away every chance they got.
F*ck, this is bad. If she finds out, things are gonna get rowdy here
I’ve been kind of hoping we get to see Ruth in momma bear mode and kicking termite’s tailed ass.
So, she peeks in just as Tim and Mid crawl out from under the bed, possibly involving a trip and an awkward landing that gives Ruth *entirely* the wrong idea about what is going on, that Tim is cheating on Shade and feeling (up) the blues? That would be the perfect proper reintroduction to momma golden lion. One awkward explanation later and the loaded lion cannon is aimed straight at the moon?
She’s actually expecting them to having fun in bed? Not sure if she does or doesn’t have faith in her son