outtherecomic.com/d/20080119.html Out There - Saturday, January 19, 2008 [[Miriam is sitting in Chuck's lap while she operates a computer.]]/Chuck: You're deleting those without reading them./Miriam: They're from the poor desperate souls I met online before I met you.//Miriam: I don't have the time or interest to answer them, so into the trash they go. Sorry guys.//Chuck: So what makes *them* the poor desperate souls, as compared to *us*? Didn't *we* do the same thing *they're* trying to do?//Miriam: Yeah. But I'm with *you*, and you're with *me*, and *they're* staring at their *monitors* every night.//Chuck: Yeah, but there but for the grace of god.../Miriam: [[pointing to a spot]] You keep forgetting you're supposed to be kissing my neck right now.