As we know, Lynn has made a point of explaining that she doesn’t find sex especially funny or something that she cares to discuss at great length; my guess is that when she had a clearly mortified Elly duck having to talk about icky, scary sex with April by making her think that she was doing something bad by reading ‘Our Bodies, Our Selves’, she’d thought that she’d handled the issue the way it was meant to. While I’m sort of annoyed by her cowardice, I’m also relieved because given her love of depicting the human body as a grotesque sack of malfunctioning parts, I’d hate to see her try to even discuss copulation. In a world of sagging teats, cellulite-saturated buttocks, jowly, wrinkled faces, bulbous noses and beer guts anyone past the age of thirty, the idea of the repellent sacks of lard mating is one that makes me want to vomit in terror; what’s even worse is that she thinks of having loose skin flapping in the breeze and fiddly hairs on ladies’ chins as uproariously funny. Having to remember her belief that watching the human body age horribly is hilarious is one of the things that makes me shudder when I think of Foob.
The Human Body and other sources of grotesque humor
Observation: John likes Anthony because he can take him. Hypothesis: John is relieved that he will no longer get his ass kicked by Elly's dad.
As you know, I love to point out that I really think that Lynn made a mistake not skipping over 1979 all together and thus avoiding the new-runs and…
Now, to get to why John acted so gracelessly to the proposed solution to the problem of Farley rooting through the trash, we have to remember two…