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My favorite part is that Daniel The Dog, upon hearing that Joyce screamed merely because she had a dirty thought, is all “fuck this i’m going back to sleep.”
October 31, 2001! I mean, it’s obviously an October 31 of some stripe, anyway. Though the Osama bin Doggy costume clearly sets this in in late 2001ish, when we were all FUCK THAT GUY!!! but before the ARE WE EVER […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
In Joyce’s moment of mental breakdown-slash-denial of sexual self, she goes to feed the pet she named after the guy she loved but can’t remember. Even in her attempt to escape to something else, to bury the confrontation, she can’t really. […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
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