Pencils and inks by Rick Worley.

I make no apology about the fact that this Tale features a flock of high school boys. I still enjoyed looking at 17-year-olds when I was nearly 20, and I still enjoy it in 2015.

After all, in 1995 I really liked listening to music by Pansy Division (as hinted at in this story). My tastes have broadened since then, and I’m even listening to a fucking country song on the radio as I write this. But why shouldn’t I still enjoy listening to “Ring of Joy”?

NEXT: Meeting Scout!