While going through a somewhat neglected pile of material, old story ideas and sketches (some of which appeared here last week), I found this ... and spent several minutes trying to recall what I was thinking of when I originally drew it. In fact, it wasn't until some hours had passed that I finally more or less figured it out: a scene at a female-only beach resort; the critter on the right is a kangaroo, and the critter on the left is saying "If you're a chick, where's your boobs?"

Where indeed?

In her pouch, of course. Like any other proper marsupial.

I decided to post this here in this somewhat battered state, without fixing or redrawing it, but not wanting to just throw it out either.

pencil on wrinkled paper