So, here a few little other drawings that I found in Decorah this weekend, proving that my sense of humor has always put me squarely in the category of "sick, disturbed, juvenile turd." Remarkably, I still find these funny. These were in a notebook for the Living In a Family Environment home economics class I took (for an easy A) my senior year in high school. My naughty friend Suzette's handwriting was mixed in with these doodles, but I'll leave out her doodled commentary because she has two impressionable teenagers. (Hi Suzette!) Anyway, these were in the middle of the sexually transmitted disease notes. Here's my idea for marketing the by-products of a nasty yeast infection:
Here is my interpretation of the herpes virus. Notice my never ending preoccupation with evil clowns?
And lastly, a deeply moving piece about a symptom of gonorrhea: