I need to do science.
Did you not just recently “do science” to something?
Not really. I sort of poked at that whole concept with… say a stick that had a bit of science on the tip, but that was it.
So, in terms of your last project you wanted to do science to it but then you only gave it a little bit of the tip?
I suppose this is true.
Poor boy. You need to do science to something. Do science to it hard. Rough, fast, abandoned science done to it all… night… long.
Natasha!
What, Sven? Why do you get so annoyed if I bring up matters of a more… interesting nature?
It is never appropriate when you do it, which is why you do it.
When would it be appropriate, then?
I don’t know. If we were being more intimate, between ourselves, perhaps?
Are you asking me to…
No! That is my point!
Ah. So, but then wait. If I just…
Natasha!
What?
Stop undoing your pants.
But if I remove my pants, surely that is more intimate and would allow for me to make jokes about you doing science.
I don’t even want to have to find out if you’re wearing underwear.
…I hadn’t thought of… oh. No, I’m not.
Then!
Yes, all right. I will keep my pants on.
Natasha!
My pants are on!
I did not need to see your bra, either. Put your shirt back on!
But I want to make stupid sex jokes about doing science! I am just trying to follow your rules.
You are incorrigible.
So fine. Then what stupid rules do I need to follow for you to stop always getting so angry when I make jokes?
You could just not make the jokes?
You could just not say things about how you want to do science to things. Like objects. Do you “do science” to many objects, Sven? Is this why some people use lab animals?
Natasha!
Fine, I’ll remove my bra, too!
Stay dressed!
Wuss.
I am not a wuss just because I have zero need to see your bosoms.
Wait, what?
What?
My bosoms?
Yes.
BOSOMS?
Yes, what?!
Who calls them bosoms? They’re… breasts, tits, whatever, but not bosoms. Bosoms makes it sound like my tits are eighty years old.
Whatever age they are I don’t need to see them.
You don’t like my…
I don’t care about them. Shush. You’re my friend. Stop trying to hit on me.
I am not, silly, I am just being playful. But all right. I will stop the crude humor.
Thank you!
You’re welcome.
So anyway.
Yes, ohhhh, Daddy, will you do science to me hard, I’ve been a bad girl…
Natasha!
May 27th, 2010 on 6:25 am
.. Oh… Oh yes! Science me harder!
P.S. Bonus points because this delightful scaling equation comes from a paper on critical curves? Aww yeah. *Makes the classic curvy woman gesture*
May 27th, 2010 on 8:11 am
I love her so much.
May 27th, 2010 on 9:20 am
Daniel: Nice one.
May 27th, 2010 on 1:10 pm
ha! Sven should loosen up a little, it’d be good for him:P
May 27th, 2010 on 1:26 pm
He probably should.
May 27th, 2010 on 11:44 pm
I do believe this is my favorite strip yet. Natasha is a goddess, tho I do keep expecting her to say something about a moose and squirrel.
May 28th, 2010 on 1:25 am
A…A moose?
May 28th, 2010 on 8:28 am
Rocky and Bullwinkle reference FTW! Also, “Yes, ohhhh, Daddy, will you do science to me hard, I’ve been a bad girl…” is now my status on Facebook. You, my friend, are made of win.
May 28th, 2010 on 9:52 am
So then the question is which of our cast play: Rocky, Bullwinklie, Boris?
May 28th, 2010 on 10:54 pm
APK: ‘Bullwinklie’? That got me thinking in WAY the wrong direction. Thank you for making me laugh maniacally for a good thirty seconds, scaring my pets.
Just going on first-thoughts, I’d have to say Mark as Rockie and Daniel as Bullwinkle, tho neither fits that well.
No clue for Boris, unfortunately.
May 28th, 2010 on 10:55 pm
Actually, correction. Mel is Bullwinkle. She’s got the innate sense of wonder he does.
May 29th, 2010 on 2:57 pm
Damage: Yes. Bullwinklie. A smaller moose.
June 16th, 2010 on 2:16 pm
Sven could be Boris. I always read him with an accent anyway.
June 17th, 2010 on 12:58 pm
Daniel I had to take the bit of math out of your comment because it was tossing an illegal char at me that was screwing up a bit of the way I monitor and remote manage the site. Sorry man!