Why does she need to be told this? Who the hell is Anthony to have to explain this crap to her? What happened to her brain?
The Comics Curmudgeon nailed this one in a comment on yesterday’s strip:
There’s an entire Women’s Studies thesis waiting to be written about the Foobs today. Elizabeth’s abject terror and panic that Anthony will think she’s a two-timing ne’er-do-well would be hilarious if it weren’t so pathetic and queasy-making. The fact that Anthony isn’t being a total douche for once (“Gosh, sorry you’re terrified about being caught alone with a man after sundown … I didn’t realize that this phone could call the 19th century”) just makes it ickier. Presumably Liz will agree to Anthony’s inevitable proposal to “make it up for him,” setting a firm foundation for a future life of quiet desperation and self-loathing.
For the unindoctrinated, “Foobs” are the characters in For Better or For Worse.
Shaenon Garrity wrote the definitive case against Anthony a couple months ago.
UPDATE: The Curmudgeon comments on today’s strip, too. Iz hilarious.