After living and working among dorks (geeks, nerds, whatever) for many years, I began to suspect that there were two kinds: those that could function outside of dorkdom, and those that could not. I vainly thought that my friends and I were all the former. You know, dorks with jobs and girlfriends and interests outside of whatever the hell made us dorky in the first place.
Then I realized that we had conversations about the power levels of fictional characters, that we argued about the ethics of necromancy, and that we would repeat the entire script of Monty Python and the Holy Grail
whenever someone uttered so much as a “Ni!” in our presence. Yes, we might have had money and women, but when you get right down to it, all dorks are created equal.
Winslow fails to realize this.
Also, he digs Klingon women because they know how to flaunt what they’ve got. Which is big, sexy foreheads. Also the boob thing.
Many thanks to everyone who offered to help with the Klingon pick-up line. I'll let you search for the meaning of that on your own.
This comic first appeared on Defenestration [link]
on Friday, September 17th.
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