Thursday, December 30, 2010
The Diary of Molly Fredrickson: Peanut Butter, Vol. 1 by Cornnell Clarke
This is my third experience with Molly Fredrickson and each volume makes me wish I had the power to give life. This woman (high-school girl in this volume actually) exudes so much sexuality that if she were Greek she would have sprung from Zeus’s penis. I seriously don’t think there is anything this girl wouldn’t do sexually because… well… she’s done it on these pages. There are few things sexier than petite nymphs in a Catholic school-girl uniform; unless you have TWO petite nymphs in a Catholic school-girl uniform. One with mocha colored skin and breasts like Casaba melons.
I did notice one odd thing that I did with this volume that I didn’t really do with the others: I read it. A graphic novel with this much sexuality and colorful lust doesn’t need words but Mr. Clarke took the time to actually write a story. A decent story at that. Now, I did read the other volumes but it was more like a fast skim just so that I would have the background. Since this was Vol. 1 I wanted to see what made Molly, Molly. From what I get Molly’s a freak, and that is OK with me. The only other way to get this much pure sexuality in your hands is to pick up and carry around a naked Kim Kardashian. (But lift weights first because that booty ‘aint no joke)!